
After dinner its off to one of the ex pat bars around town, this one is called Jack's. Where else can you drink Kentucky Bourbon while chatting with a surly middle aged Australian; every woman who peaked 30 years ago walks in and used "to be a dancer" when she was my age.
It was early to bed though, in the morning because Saturday morning was the beginning of the epic of Lao Shan. A rather large and beautiful mountain with a gaping view of the ocean blue.
First off was a visit to temples at Lao Shan. We had a tour guide but she spoke Chinese so fast that eventually I stopped listening to her, but apparently some of the buildings and shrines are more than 500 years old.


This is the doorway to the mountain as it translates. My ticket is good for another 6 years so I will be crossing this threshold again.
I was having some trouble getting photos on here in the order that I wanted so I made a slide show that I hope will work, someone will have to tell me on my facebook whether it works or not.
Anyhow, climbing that damn mountain was tiring but so entirely rewarding. You'll see what I mean.
2 comments:
J10,
The slideshow worked. I'm glad to see that you are keeping a blog, so even when you are 5/8ths of the way across the world, I can still stalk you with vigor and reprise.
Those chilis sound like a hot spicy mess. How is your egg pancake girlfriend lady? Good, I hope. Keep her in check.
Loves you,
Court
Ha,Sichuan food is my favorite!!
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