View from our window: Pine Ridge Lodge, Huangshan. 9:10 am, 09 November 2013.
The West Sea Canyon walk on Huangshan is unbelievable. Those are stairs carved into the side of that mountain, and many of them have scant guard rails if at all. Every time you look over a precipice, the bottom just falls out of your stomach. And the stairs! We climbed over 1100 on our way back up out of the canyon, and we surely descended more as the outbound part of the loop was a bit longer. And that was just on the morning walk. To get down the mountain, we climbed another 2000+ stairs with full packs on our
Some of the wonderful lost in translation behaviour-modifying info boards scattered across Huangshan.
View from our window: Pai Yun Lou Hotel, Huangshan. 9:05 am, 08 November 2013. Not the most luxurious accommodations we have stayed in.
One of the done things at Huangshan is to get up to watch the sunrise from the summit. So we dutifully bundled up (just about every layer of clothing we’d brought - it was really cold) and trooped out to watch, along with the hundreds of other people who spent the night on the summit. It was like sunrise paparazzi; less than the dawn, the real sight we should have captured was the people clambering over barbed wire fences and clinging to trees above the cliff-face, desperate to get an unobstructed view of the sunrise.
Huangshan is a stark, rugged mountain with multiple peaks over 8,000 feet. Typically the mountains are ringed with clouds and mist, but we had two days of brilliant sunshine and clear blue skies. Once the sun set, it also made for some spectacular stargazing.
At restaurants in China, they only ever bring one menu to the table. Pretty frustrating for two Type A people who really like their food.
In a very tranquil setting, surrounded by rows of tea bushes stretching up into the hills, the China National Tea Museum just outside Hangzhou has a crazy amount of info and exhibits about the varieties, preparation, history and culture of tea in China.
In Hangzhou we went out for some local cuisine, thanks to recommendations from Cathy. It took us an embarrassingly long amount of time to decode the menu and figure out what we wanted (not helped by the fact that the chicken in lotus leaves was translated as pork on the menu), but it was excellent. I will say that while we gave it a valiant effort, we really can’t reconcile ourselves to chicken feet…an acquired taste we will not acquire.
View from our window: Mingtown Hostel, Hangzhou. 8:30 am, 07 November 2013.