Around YangShuo (part 2)

Mo's recommendation for lunch was a market stall where Claire and Jason exchange Hepatitis C faces before eating anyway as we were starving.

Jason thought the food was great, while Claire was quick stepping to the green apple a few hours later.

The market had the best fresh food including numerous types of mushrooms.  There are also many varieties of Chinese greens that we never knew existed, but want to grow back in London.

The Chinese have an amazing ability to sleep anywhere.

This cheeky little man posed for Jason and then looked positively scared when he showed him his picture on the camera. Within 5 seconds Jason has 20 people standing around him trying to see the 2 inch LCD picture.

A quick visit to Fuli town found this behind a market stall.

I am no expert but I am pretty sure Lassie wouldn't approve.

The Gunagxi area is famous for its dog hotpot which so far we think we have managed to avoid.... though when you use point and nod for meal selection you never really know.

Paddy fields, makeshift houses, apartments and limestone towers.

On our bike, we passed little villages and many locals tending their crops.

In the remoter places, little people would run after us, yelling "HELLO" . One little girl ran into her school to get her 20 friends to run out and wave to us.

Not many tourists venture these paths as the roads aren't open to buses, and none of them do it on a tandem!

Mo needed a rest and had started to mumble about his bike being broken. We found this cool bridge.

These chaps know how to chill out. They have convinced the government to let them charge tourists to look at their traditional (run-down) village, so now no one has to work.

Elaborating on the transport theme we saw a lot of handcarts around the markets. People would walk miles to take their vegetables to sell at market.

This photo is a good time to mention that the Chinese are allowed to smoke on public buses. It comes as no surprise that this one is burnt out. Travelling on these buses is like being locked in an ashtray.