Our little guesthouse is really rustic. The bedroom is small and the bed is wooden and the mattress hard. The bathroom is simple and if you don't draw the curtain when you have a shower you wet everywhere, literally including the little roll of loo paper which seems to be rationed! So we learned to draw the curtain and we learned that you can sleep on hard beds if you have walked as far and as hard as we did!
And the view made me speechless. Oh I know I have said this before but if you looked out of your bedroom and saw only the roofs of the houses in the village and rice terraces as far as the eye could see. And if you had never seen anything like this before, which I don't expect you have, you would be speechless too. After all we have seen and done it still seems possible to be surprised again by another wonderful sight.
These rice terraces are ancient. They were originally made by farmers in the Tang Dynasty and have been kept up ever since. The terraces are being filled with water at the moment so you can see reflections of the sky in the water. It is quite extraordinary.
And the people from the local minorities still all wear the traditional costume. And they carry stuff up and down the mountain in bamboo baskets on their backs. Some visitors bring all their stuff up here by having it carried by these ladies and then get themselves carried up in a sedan chair too!!
We did the British thing and had a cup of tea before having a bit of an explore before supper. The guesthouse as usual had a long menu but a short list of things that were actually available. So we had what was available and very nice it was too.
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