on our first day here we met some travelers who said they’d come to yangshou for a few days and hadn’t managed to leave (2 years later). what’s so great about it? a few hours later i was offered a job, somewhere to live and carried on drinking in a funky western run bar into the wee hours. more like thailand than china, i started to understand.
on our second day we found our selves a few hundred meters into a mountain side, in a mineral mud bath of all places. it was a beautiful relief from the permanent humidity.
tomorrow we’re on a 20 hour bus journey to somewhere. why the fuck i agreed to get on a bus for 20 hours when i could fly for only £30 extra, i have no idea…