From Yangdi to Xingping & Yangshuo, China
Let me count the ways, all the ways that I love China. I’ve been here since January 14, and every day something really crazy happens. I love not knowing what exactly to expect, or even what to anticipate. I love that every day when I wake up, I really have no idea what or who I’ll run across. I’ve been super lucky to be travelling with my dear friend, Mandi, who speaks Chinese – the experience has been so much better having someone who speaks the language! And we have gotten up to some hilarious adventures together so far. We are parting ways soon, at least for a bit. My original plan from here was to go to Chengdu, then the Tibetan areas of western Sichuan, and possibly to Lhasa & the Tibetan Autonomous Region for Tibetan New Year. However, because of new political unrest (NYT), the entire area that I had planned on travelling through has been banned for foreigners. So, instead I’m headed to Hong Kong and Macau next, and hoping that it won’t completely eat through my wallet.
Unfortunately, it looks like WordPress doesn’t work from behind the Great Firewall. That, combined with sporadic wifi access + way too much fun hanging out with old and new friends = my posting being totally absent. Posting will probably continue to be super sporadic while I’m still in China. My apologies. I’ll try to blog what I can, when I can, and catch up on the rest of Russia, the disaster of Mongolia, the hilarious/awful journey down to Beijing with a standing ticket, couchsurfing the Great Wall, an amazing Chinese New Year!! and taking a shower and playing ping pong in a hospital, and the magic of the sleeper bus. I am definitely feeling way better about my trip than I was in Mongolia. I think that I have to accept that I simply was not made for the cold…the thought of heading due south, to beaches and weather that I can’t wear my down jacket in…ohh, it makes me super happy!
For the past few days, Mandi and I have spent our time wandering in and around Yangshuo, in Guangxi province. Today we took a bus up to Yangdi, with no actual idea of where we were headed thanks to a lack of decent maps, met a Taiwanese woman who joined us, met a local girl going home for the holidays from a village on the path who invited us into her house for fruit and made sure we went the correct way, hiked for hours along the Li River, enjoyed breathing in clean, mostly non-polluted air, marveled each step of the way at the incredible beauty of the karst mountains, met a Chinese family who let us hop on the bamboo raft they’d rented, chatted with the son who is going to study in Finland, ended up in Xingping after dark and grabbed two Russians and told them to hop in the shared bread van back to Yangshuo to lower the price of the ride, and had delicious Muslim noodles for dinner. Got served tea once again by our awesome hostel staff, and then watched more of Community in our room.
Being so blessed to have an excellent travelling partner is amazing, and when you get into crazy adventures it’s that much more hilarious when you’ve got someone to share it with. The Li River is absolutely magical, though its beauty is tainted in knowing that the local people can’t make the income they used to due to new governmental laws enacted very recently. The weather hasn’t been the greatest either. Still, I don’t know if I could ever get tired of seeing these fantastical mountains every single day…