Next morning we head out for breakfast. It's cold here too. We go for the pancakes and also poached eggs. We cave in and book a flight from Guilin to Chengdu. We want to do a cookery course so ask about at some of the travel agents. They don't speak much English and on one occasion I make the mistake of touching my lip while asking if they organise a cookery class. She thinks I'm asking if she has lip balm and hands me some!
On another occasion I ask about a cookery class and the lady gets excited, good sign we think. But No she says "oh yes, you want to go to KFC". I feel myself loosing the will to live.
We decide to cycle out to Moon Hill Mountain, which is about 9 KM from our hostel. We hire a bike. At first it takes a lot of getting used to that the break is on the left hand side. We set off cycling. The roads are busy and traffic darts in every direction. You just have to make a peddle for it. The roundabout is so very confusing as you go obviously the wrong way around it but some still go anyway they choose. Once we are out of the town the roads are busy but the traffic feels more structured, if that makes sense. I guess like cycling down Bayswater. The bikes are heavy like the Boris bikes. We stop every so often for photo opportunities. I'm cycling and then I hear a Man's voice say "nice bike lady", so I glance around it is Max!!
We had arranged to meet him for a drink anyway earlier in the day but we firm up plans. We get to Moon Hill and climb up it. It's a bit a of hard climb but bearable. According to the information President Nixon also climbed it! There is bamboo growing and it feels like plastic not wood, to my surprise. When I have felt bamboo previously I always assumed the smoothness was the result of sanding but I think that is must be smooth when its even growing.
We have a milkshake in a cafe as a reward. we are feeling much better now and seeing the funny side to how we cant get anywhere unless we fly. We start cycling back as we don't fancy our chances on the roads when it gets dark. Coming back on the roundabout is even worse and I get my back wheel clipped by another vehicle!
We get back anyway safe and alive. We head out for dinner and to meet Max. We have a couple beers in a cosy warm bar and unwind. It is starting to rain when we head home at about midnight. Tomorrow is a 7am start to get to the rice fields. xxx