Guilin: Where Few Believe What They See
It was as though I’d woken up in a fairytale. A mystical, low-lying fog had swooped down in the night and curled its pearlescent fingers over the sleepy fishing village of Yangshuo, where it clung heavily to the surrounding limestone peaks, the lapping waters of the River Li, and the many bicycles parked haphazardly on … Read more
