We all loved the noodles, but occasionally they got a bit much at breakfast. . . I love the Chinese sense of humour!
At one little village we were in time to see some local chess with great involvement from everyone. you can tell who has the winning streak. The wonderfully tidy rice fields in the valley on the way to the tea farm were just beautiful.
Unfortunately I have not been able to quite capture the essential crook in the little finger as one takes tea, but I did get a sensational pair of high heels.. . . they are worn in all sorts of unlikely places. . . For us it was more of a muddy affair, and James HAS got excellent calves.
I am now half way through panel 4. Next half will be Guilin (we have yet to brave the exhilarating traffic as we re-enter the town) and a ride in the torrential rain to Xing Ping with a raft trip along the river.
It’s another day tomorrow.