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juxtaposition
a cacophony of infrastrastructure, the mountains that litter yangshuo, and a rotund looking beer belly weighing heavy on andy's hips. thats what alot of local beer does to you. an overdue post yet again. somehow ive lost the impetus to blog; not as psyched for it as with my previous sojourn. its really an acquired skill; an art of sorts, to live by the day and to function without an agenda. as pegs would say, 'to dysfunction into function'. its almost 2 wks in yangshuo now; and the karst dreamscape is really august and picturesque all at once. the unabating imperious mountains that stretch the horizon and go on beyond are truly a sight to behold. its an unassuming little town abt an hr off guilin.
2 days ago. it was wicked! we decided to find the other river that bounds yangshuo after our Li river conquest. this time it was the Yulong river. ok 7km on the bike later, we ended up at a most unpretentious, almost inconspicuous village that didnt even exist on our map. wanted to swim but we met a cordial old dude who more or less volte-faced our plans for the day. with the swimming plans iscuppered, i was pretty gutted. who was to know smth even more smashing happened. ok first. we got invited into his house. this old man happened to be
poetry in motion
we happened to take a walk at the park nearby and caught these old folks in a game of badminton.
i see also itchy. born in 1949-read: year rep china gained independence. this fella is nutssss. its staggering (& unsettling) how potent and insidious propaganda works! this guy is some 50+ yrs now; and he is an example par excellence of social engineering (by the jargon and discourse of Mao's reformist era). he was going on end about how chairman Mao was really the bomb. he was reciting to us Mao's instructions from those little red books they all were issued. he was vitriolic on Deng for the whole capitalism brouhaha. he was chastizing the Japanese and was proud- to not have owned a Japanese product all his life. LASTLY. we climbed a mountain. haha all 382m of it. isnt bt timah hill back home some 100+ bordering on 200m?? ok we did this all in slippers. with no pathed trail. just BASHING thru the bloody vegetation. was a bloodbath while the mozzies feasted on us. haha ok i'd let the graphics do the talking. ive said enough. wait!! last bit. I GOT A REAL LITTLE RED BOOK FROM HIM.
we'd be leaving yangshuo back up to guangzhou in a bit. 29th's our flight to urumqi, the capital of the Xinjiang province. i
the long and winding road
seriously this beatles number kept looping in my head in our 1.5 hr bike ride to find the elusive yulong river. all we saw in that laborious process were padi fields after padi fields. and karst mountains of cos. cycle until shagg la. me andy jason. tell you. im so so so stoked to be there. its a categorically diff world and vista. just think their neighbours are russians, turmenkistans, pakistanis, and a panolply of other european looking lads. theres the bbq seller below my guest house each night from xinjiang and im get freaked out each time i see him. angmoh-esque. speaking chinese. and muslim in faith. what a stellar concoction. ok pictures time. yup so 29th to urumqi, go to kashgar (kite runner site!). which is more or less the start of the pakistan/indian leg.
hope everyones still good at home! be good and be safe!!
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fatso u look over the moon in the photo with the kids. for the love of team T (component TKL), pls get back a little red book. haha take care!