Yuanyang, China
June 11th 2009 I woke up in Sapa and headed to the spot where a minivan was supposed to take me to the Chinese border, but the lady I had arranged things with told me I needed to jump on the back of a waiting motorcycle taxi if I wanted to make it on time. So we tied my bags to the bike and my driver floored it out of Sapa. It was a little scary, but an amazing, chilly hour long ride through the mountains at
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