The other day, or now I think about it four days back, I got up way too early for someone on holiday to take a minibus to the Dragon’s Bacbone Rice Terraces in Longsheng. The journey was long but uneventful, and the pictures say it all really, so here they are.
First we were taken to a terrible restaurant. I had some MSG Chicken and talked to an easily excitable Japanese couple. When we’d finished some of the local women from the Yao minority came along to sing and dance. It was a bit staged, but at least they’ve got impressive hair.
When that was over we walked up the rice terraces, which were, well, judge for yourself.
The Yao women didn’t really speak any English so I practiced my poor Chinese on them as they took us around, and bought some of their overpriced tourist tat. They were actually very friendly and a lot of fun, and insisted I take a cheesey tourist photo with them. Ah, why not.