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... for dinner. We went to a really tasty local restaurant and then to Tom’s friends bar where they supplied us with endless beers and refused to let us pay! Result.
Later on that evening we were joined by Sana and Wietze (our Dutch friends from Dragon’s Backbone) and spent another day enjoying the city with their company. We were a little reluctant to say goodbye to Lijiang when our adventure finally had to continue, we will remember our time there very ...
A lazy and relaxed start to the day saw us having breakfast on the terrace: pancakes with honey and walnuts! The main reason we ate outside was that there was a very loud Australian in the dining room who, in the space of ten minutes yesterday evening, managed to insult each of us and Sean with his crass and naff remarks, so we were avoiding him. But, as a consequence, it was so nice to eat outside. It felt so calm and peaceful. This morning we walked down to the gorge via a path from ...
... about 'stuff'. I felt I learned more about China and the way it works on this day than in my whole time here so far - a thoroughly fantastic day! We returned to the guesthouse in the late afternoon and sat on the terrace just chatting and looking at the view. And then, luxury of luxury, I had a hot, deep bath. The food was lovely and we spent a great evening just chatting. Great company, great food and a great place. Just what was ...
I woke this morning to the sound of the music on the rubbish truck: 'Fleur de Lis'. The rubbish trucks - and even the hand carts for rubbish - all play music to announce their arrival and the tune varies depending upon the region. In other places it has been Frosty the Snowman, which confused me for ages. The scenery and sights from the truck continue to impress and the time passes ...
... morning meaning the crowds only start to build at lunch and by early evening you’ve got little chance of really seeing much. However, while you can walk unmolested along the alleys and admire the beauty, it again emphasises the lack of soul. Since there are no tourists in the morning (see my pictures for 'proof'), nothing is open and nothing is going on and you half feel that you’re not supposed to be there.