After Tiger Leaping Gorge we headed south to Xishuangbanna, just miles from Myanmar and Laos, and not far from Thailand. A friend we met along the way relaxes in front of our bamboo hut. Evening temperatures in the
Chinese tourists in Xi’an. The little guy never did quite make it up the wall, but he did manage to distract us by waving while everyone else in the tour group got our picture. Xi’an’s city walls and
Doors at the Bamboo Temple (with monk’s veggies drying) outside Kunming. Serene Buddha. In Kunming, famous for an almost perpetual spring, the weather was warm and the willows were just showing green. View from “Dragon
From Lijiang we rode to the outskirts of the Himalayas and Tiger Leaping Gorge, one of the deepest gorges in the world, for a two-day trek. Our trek began at the downstream end of the gorge.
The moment we stepped off our sleepless fourteen-hour flight to Beijing and into one of China’s coldest winters on record, Lacey and I began an epic first week here, facing what, at the time, felt like an extra helping of