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rice terraces in Longsheng area

7:40 bus to Pingan ... Get off in Heiping, turn to the path before the bridge and marching ... The landscape is breathtaking ... Fog slowly melt in August .. After more than two hours of walking, we have a legendary rice terraces, so popular in China.





come to a small village (Longji) only a few homes in the midst of the sea of \u200b\u200bgreen rice .. Fable! Take a break and we move on ... Zar pours from the sky .. This time we went cautiously early in the morning ..

After another hour we are already in Pingan. This is a place created for those who desire to admire the charming hills ... Developed by the Chinese people = commercialized. Hotels, crafts, etc. Of course, all special price for you! This special price of a postcard 10jenow suddenly getting cheaper .. Paul gets a set of nice sheets for 5jenow. Norma:)

we are happy with the way the Heipingu to avoid any crowds that are found in Pingan. Longji lot of fun ... Well as additional info, for those who may be able to travel once in our footsteps - input from Heiping saves Ticket fee in the form of 50jenow:) Tomorrow will try

hot springs (in area), and Guilin and Yangshuo later.

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ps. more photos after the return we promise - here we have difficulty with posting photo

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At the end of the world

In the end we managed to get away from civilization. We got the hardseat'a in Kaili and from there referred to as the bus drove to Chongan, a small village in the mountains. This was the first place, where we spent three days from the time of departure from Beijing. Visiting

we turned around a bath at the waterfall (some even without bathing suits;). With trips to nearby villages, however, we had to evacuate when we found the south of the confluence of desert and then incapable of any effort. Fortunately, in August came across as a transport van .. eight people in the front seat and another 10 on the pace (we were there on the back) .. very pleased after the march, which we had for each other! In the afternoon we managed to climb the mountain to the village of Xiao minority (the road already he stops.) Chinese are there, busy with their work, or around the world are living as if no existed.

Nights Chongan we were spending mainly on food, because mom Wave (Chinaman named Fala, who led our hostelik:) really great cook. Well, except that you taught us to play in madzionga.

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