The only problem with Yangshuo is the presence of overly aggressive vendors—pushing boat rides mostly. By this point I have become pretty good at ignoring them altogether, and being sick as a dog only helps.
Of course, when a pretty Chinese girl cornered me while I was out eying alternate hotels, suddenly I was amenable to taking a full-day biking tour. I told her I was sick though and the tour would have to wait until the next day.
It was foggy and drizzling, and I almost didn’t go. The bike tour turned out to be the best decision I made in Yangshou. The pictures don’t do it justice, but it’s beautiful even in the fog.
It was good clean exercise too. Except it wasn’t clean. It was wet and muddy and my jeans are now more brown than blue. But a small price to pay for an amazing ride.
So beautiful. Hope you are feeling better by this time.
I am not “worst picky eater. Don’t know how that happened. I’ll figure it out. mom
Glad you’re still getting out, even though you’re sick. Take care, bro!