On our agenda today was a visit to the Longsheng Rice Terraces, a 2 hour drive into the country, the last half hour up a very winding road with a nail biting steep drop on one side. C would be sick after 2 mins! Our driver was expert, though the vehicle could use extra power. He relied on mirrors positioned on the roadside at the worst hairpin bends as well as tooting the horn to warn oncoming vehicles.
Then we walked up a country road through the rice terraces, with magnificent views looking down. The terraces are beautiful: the ones looking south have rice just about ready, the ones looking north still green: row after row as far as the eye can see. There were a few other crops such as sweet potatoes, green beans, ginger, tarot; in the village many hens and duc
ks in the ditches between the houses. They seemed to be pretty self sufficient.
Photo at the airport, showing the rice terraces flooded in spring ready for planting.
Local women selling vegetables
Signposts
Our guide at the village entrance.
This was an excellent museum of Zhuang minority life. It was in a traditional village in middle of the rice terraces. We had lunch in the village. The tea, served first, was ultra sweet. The highlight of the meal, though, was sticky rice baked in bamboo.
Rice baked in bamboo.
Traditional cooking and eating set up in the museum.
Embroidered flax backpack.
Snake in the grass on the way down.
No comments:
Post a Comment