Sometimes, plans change – I’m on a bike now!
If you’re feeling in a mood to reach a bit, as I clearly am, the week Christine and I spent in Yangshuo (Guanxi Province) was kind of like a spa retreat but it also totally wasn’t. So yeah…humour me.
The woman was sitting alone in an alcove. Beyond her view of the small charcoal grill the main path was visible, but we could not watch it – we faced the woman.
The man came into focus behind me on the road. It had been a while since I had faced the rear in a vehicle, but this had little else in common with being turned around in the back of an old station wagon. The man eventually overtook us but he didn’t seem rushed. He drove alone. His was full of hay, ours was full of new friends.