it's time to say goodbye to china... The last few weeks have been a whirlwind of sleep deprivation, long train rides, sunflower seeds and music. The three fungal horses set off from Kunming in mid-May after a couple of great gigs there and in Dali, and headed up to Chengdu. Kunming... the city of eternal spring finally pulled out the stops and gave us some good weather just before we left. Kunming was all about quebecan bluegrass, dodgy dvd's, the first snow in 10 years (eating shit on the mountain), late night ridiculousness, and flea markets. Dali, as usual, was all about Bai women trying to sell us drugs, hotpot flavored vodka, card games and music. Real rye bread and fried mushrooms, the best spaghetti bog I've had in... months. We rolled in to Chengdu after
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