Well, that China Bucket List of mine is getting shorter and shorter.
Not only did my Dad and my sisters make it to China, but we took a train ride back to the lovely city of Guilin…
where we climbed the sun and moon pagodas…
…and Diecai peak, from which we admired the karst formations cutting through the modern cityscape.
But then it was onto the rice terraces, where we stayed in the picturesque Zhuang town of Ping’ an…
…and hiked with our new friend, a Yao woman, named Xiao Pan…
…to her village, Zhongliu.
We lunched in Zhongliu on potatoes, green beans, and pork, and the walked back to Ping’ an, a journey that takes Xiao Pan one hour, but took us over two. We certainly stopped to take in the beautiful views, though, along the way.
The rice terraces were a wonderful adventure, one I’m rather disappointed I waited so long to take on, but also one I’m also glad to have enjoyed with my family while they were in China.
Photos by Evan Schneider.
little sacred space 
Beautiful photos, looks like an amazing trip.
It was great, Sarah. Good to hear from you!
What beautiful landscape! And it’s amazing to see the tiny patches of rice (I assume) on either side of the trail in the next to last photo – gives a real sense of how precious every scrap of usable land must be.
I know. My Dad’s reaction was, who would farm this? It’s amazing how these minority villagers, pushed further and further up into the mountains, have made a living. And it certainly is a gorgeous sight to see!
Isn’t wonderful having family visit!! So glad that yours got to 🙂
Yes, I know, and just in time. Having family in China is pretty surreal, though!