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... afternoon in the main square under the shade of two enormous and very old trees (230 years). The narrow little streets leading off the square are typical of Bai architectural style. A lot of the residents of this area belong to the Bai minority people. Many of the women wear a distinctive head dress. We are invited to visit the old house of an attractive Bai woman who is selling at a market stall. Suspicious, we are assured there is no fee to pay. So we walk with her for ...
... place. Quite an experience but not one to repeat! On our way back the driver took a wrong turn in the road but refused to turn round. Consequently we went through a market, full of people and stalls, along some incredibly narrow lanes and finally, for what felt like miles, along a cobbled road. Our guide was crying with laughter as were we. It was hysterical. Dinner here and drinks. A very early star tomorrow to get the plane. We leave at 7 ...
... problem of the high winds, buildings are not meant to be built more than a few stories high. However in direct contrast to this policy is the government's commitment to build 20 000 high rise apartments in the next few years and the scale of the construction is so huge it is difficult to describe. From the air it looked like a huge open cast mine as the land was being cleared in preparation for the building. The soil is very red and for kilometre after kilometre ...
... is now nowhere
near the standard it was some years back.
Now we are on the train to Kunming, Heather has stayed on two more
days in Dali. We may meet up at the next destination, or maybe at
the plane when we leave China. Our travel styles do not fit like a
jigsaw, but that's not a major problem. The train station is in New
Dali, a very modern city with tremendous construction going on. Our
... Upwards and upwards and upwards we went untill me and the two French lads made it with time to spare. But where was Jintao? We waited, knowing there wasn't much time untill the bus and then up he came... puffing and panting... on top of..... another horse!
So with Jintao back on his two feet again we headed down to Lijiang. This spots not great, we stayed in the old town which is just 100 identical streets full of identical tacky tourist shops. ...