Thursday, July 05, 2007

Bus trips. This one wasn't too bad as it goes, Vicki here demonstrating the virtue of bagging the highly desirable front seat. We had just been deposited by one bus apparently in the middle of nowhere (it turned out to be Diping, a suprisingly small village) to connect with another service to Zhoaxing. Whilst we were bust wondering what an earth we were doing this bus materialized and a gruff if helpful overweight Chinaman ushered us aboard. He predictably departed for lunch leaving us free to choose our seats on the concked out extended minbus. It transpired however that the bus was fine and it was only the crumbling, landslide affected switchbacking roads and suicidal drivers that we needed to worry about. Vikci obviously had a first class view of the impending doom that approached at every turn.

Delightful Zhoaxing, a small village that has blessedly retained its traditional wooden buildings. For that effort it gets to be a tourist attraction. This is the courtyard just outside our accomodation, which was brilliantly called 'Zhoaxing Dong Village Hostel For Foreign Toursits'.


This chap's car appreared to run on Sprite.

Wandering around Zhaoxing, central southern China. The covered bridge in the distance is all the rage in Zhoaxing. The men of the village like to sit under their coverings all day long whilst getting away from the wife and playing chess.

Zhoaxing, central southern China. The pointy thing in the village is an ancient Drum Tower, for anyone interested, one of five in the village.

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