Last days in China

While in Chengdu we dropped by to see some pandas.


We then took the train from Chengdu, Sichuan to Yunnan, Kunming aka the bottom of China. Yunnan is pretty cool, very eclectic. We met "my uncle" on the train. He was one of our cabin mates. We called him my uncle because he had the same gruffy voice as my uncle Gaston and the same curiosity in people. He would write us little notes in Chinese thinking it would help us understand him (it didn't). We still managed to have a basic conversation with him and his friend using the four pages of Chinese from our guide book. Aaron and I provided the best entertainment on the train: a chance to watch foreigners eating, playing cards, reading.

The food in Yunnan is still spicy. Plates are always peppered with little hot chillies. We had the best fish dish ever yesterday in this tiny restaurant. The menu are the ingredients displayed on shelves which you point at. Very fresh.

Yesterday, we went on what turned out to be a 16-kilometre walk up a mountain. Monks a while back carved caves up a sheer cliff so they could go from the bottom to the top of the mountain.

Tomorrow we fly to Thailand.