10/10
Greg says that the town of Yangshuo is like the Gatlinburg of China. While I think that’s a bit harsh (after all, Shanghai had Madame Tussaud’s!) it is not entirely inaccurate. For the entire length of West Street, from the Li River pier to the intersection with Pantao Road, there are shops selling everything from local handicrafts (carved wooden “fortune frogs“ were one of my favorites) to t-shirts with witty slogans in Chinese characters (“do not beg to me, I have no money”). Restaurants & bars offer English menus, cold drinks, happy hour, even Western food. Plus you are accosted nonstop by salesmen & women with watches, knitwear, postcards & picture books, and even old fishermen with their cormorants on a bamboo pole who expect you to give them 5CNY to take their photo. We saw more non-Asians in our first 10 minutes off the boat than we have seen in the past 2+ weeks!
West Street, Yangshuo |
following a convoy of tour boats down the Li River |
the scenery in the background is featured on the Chinese 20 Yuan note |
local delicacies |
a beer break before our Yulong tour |
cormorant fishing |
We were cheerily greeted by the staff, all petite Asian women, who carried all of our "bigger than them" backpacks to our very large standard room. We settled in to drink some beer before venturing over to the hotel’s restaurant for dinner. We enjoyed our very spicy Sichuan-style chicken, stir-fried vegetables, and steamed rice then returned to our room to shower and get some sleep.
our room at the Li River Retreat - by far the nicest place we stayed in China |
hanging out at the Li River Retreat |
We’ve both been sneezing a lot again lately and have runny noses as we seem to be allergic to some of the blooming trees. It doesn’t seem to help that we take Claritin every day. Last night Greg had one of his “sneezing attacks” that can last for hours, even if he takes Benadryl. So we were both awake most of the night and feeling exhausted when the alarm went off at 7:30 this morning. But we had to get up, pack, eat our instant noodles, and check out of the hotel as the van to Yangshuo Cooking School was picking us up at 9:30.
We met our instructor, Leo, at the market along with the rest of the “students” -- a young couple from Manchester, England, 4 women from Byron Bay, Australia, and a middle-aged couple from England. We walked through the indoor market with Leo explaining the uses of previously unidentifiable vegetables & fruits as well as meats, seafood, etc. The market was fascinating and not too busy so we could have a good luck around. Particularly noteworthy were the live frogs, fish, eels, snails, etc. as well as chickens, ducks, rabbits, and dogs. Yes, dogs! Leo mentioned the live animals before we went in that section of the market and some of the group opted to skip that part and wait outside. Always wanting to have the most “real” experience, I chose to walk over to the dog section and along the way, saw a chicken getting its neck wrung. Then to the dogs, which were all the same furry variety, similar in shape & size to a fox. There were still plenty alive, in small cages, but there were also many newly dead -- they are hit on the head with a piece of wood and after they die are put into a massive pot of boiling water which removes the fur, then the insides are removed (something I witnessed) and they are cut up like any other animal or roasted whole. I also saw a goat’s fur being scraped off with a knife. Not for the animal lover or faint of heart, but interesting nonetheless.
vegetables at the Yangshuo market (the link to the graphic animal photos is embedded in this post's title) |
The cooking lesson consisted of Leo first demonstrating the proper preparation of each ingredient for each dish and then cooking it in front of us. We did not take notes nor have written instructions, but had to pay close attention so we could replicate everything he did on our own. There were two female assistants who could help with any task and Leo was constantly circling the room as we cooked offering his advice and feedback as well. Our first task was to make the stuffed vegetables. This involved mincing some green onion to mix with ground pork & oyster sauce. We prepped a mushroom, cherry tomato, eggplant slices, and tofu ball then stuffed those with the pork mixture and placed them in steamer baskets which were then stacked high on a water-filled wok and steamed for about 30 minutes.
We then chopped all the remaining vegetables, ginger & garlic, separating them according to the dish they would be cooked with. We made eggplant with oyster sauce first which we took a break and ate, then made all of the remaining dishes one-by-one: beer fish, chicken with cashew nuts, and sautéed green vegetables. We carried everything outside to eat, along with some steamed rice & our pork-stuffed vegetables. It was quite a feast! The whole process took about 2.5 hours. It was extremely humid today and the temp was about 30Cor 86F but the “feel-like“ temp was 38C or 100F. So you can imagine how hot it was in the un-air-conditioned room with 10 of us cooking! Still, we had a fantastic time despite Greg having to blow his nose constantly (which also prevented him from doing very much cooking). Thus I got LOTS of extra practice! Even better, the total cost of the class, including one way transport from our hotel then back into the city center, the market tour, the food and bottled water/coffee/tea was only 140CNY per person or US$21. Yangshuo Cooking School
Around 1:45pm, we were driven back into Yangshuo where our bags were waiting for us at the Buffalo Bar. Still having time to kill before our bus ride back to Guilin, Greg & I made a walking loop of central Yangshuo and were surprised how few tourists there were relative to just 3 days ago at the same time. We even stopped by the bus station to purchase our express bus ticket and to time the walk to the bar to see if it was feasible to do with our backpacks (yes -- about 15 minutes).
10/12
The past 24 hours are a bit of a blur now. We did walk to the Yangshuo bus station and, of course, it started raining shortly after we left the bar so we had to stop and put on our backpack covers. We made it to the bus station by 5:45 when it really starting pouring with thunder & lightning. After a quick pit stop -- where I encountered the most un-Western toilets of our journey so far: there was simply a concrete trough running along the floor on both sides of the women’s bathroom with 4 ft high cinderblock wall/dividers (no doors) every 5 ft so you just stepped into one of small areas and squatted over the common trough -- Greg & I boarded the 18:05 bus to Guilin. We sat in the forward-most seats and thus had a direct view of the horrible driving conditions: pouring rain, total darkness (no street lights), bumpy road, and plenty of slower vehicles to pass throughout the 2 hour journey. Oddly enough, about 30 minutes into the trip, the driver turned on the movie “Shooter” with Mark Wahlberg (in English with Chinese subtitles) but we had never heard of this movie and found it pretty lame although it did provide some distraction from the crazy driving.
When we disembarked at the bus station in Guilin we thought we might get a taxi because it was at least a 15 minute walk to the train station. However I wasn’t sure how to avoid getting taken advantage of by the taxi driver so I asked someone, who turned out to be from Nigeria, if they could help us and he actually escorted us on foot to the train station himself as he had plenty of time before his overnight bus left for Guangzhou, an 8 hour trip compared to our 11 hour train ride. Safely settled into the VIP lounge (for passengers booked in soft sleeper berths), we were able to relax and drink some hot tea and eat a snack before boarding our train.
The train left on time at 9:23PM. Our 4-bunk cabin was even smaller this time than the last, but this “T” train seemed to be in overall better condition than the “K” train we took from Shanghai to Guilin. Greg & I went to bed pretty soon after the train started moving, while our Chinese compartment-mates chose to stay up until very late although they were courteous enough to leave us alone in the cabin while they went somewhere else to hang out. We both got a decent nights sleep and I got up around 6:30AM and sat outside in the corridor with a cup of masala chai, observing the morning activities of all the Chinese people traveling in our car (lots of teeth brushing, face washing, tea drinking & loud talking). I eventually climbed back up on the top bunk and did some stretches while trying to stay cool (it was quite warm & humid throughout the train), waiting for Greg to wake up for our arrival in Guangzhou at 8:30.
soft sleeper berth on a "T" train |
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