After 5 hours on the vomit bus we arrived in Tunxi. Our accommodation was amazing and only £5 per person, Heath was obviously very impressed with the bargain. We went to some ancient villages, Hongcu and Xidi, and met the village people. Sadly they were not dressed in their traditional native American/policeman/builder attire. We wondered around, got sunburnt and enjoyed the serenity of what seemed like a little Venice in China.
We also climbed Mount. Haungshan – “China’s most beautiful mountain”. After some dispute over whether to climb or take the cable car, Abi decided it would be wise to climb. Two and a half hours and 6km of steep steps later we reached the summit. Unfortunately it was incredibly misty and was hard to see 20m ahead of yourself and so we did not see any of the scenery. On the way down it started to rain which made the 9km hike on the westface a nightmare. We were soaked to the bone and exhausted, and struggled to keep stepping downwards. 7hours after we first set off we finally reached the bottom and got a bus home (where someone else vomited, nice). Overall a bit shit but at least we can tick the box even if we didn’t see anything.
