Memories of Yangshuo

Personal memories Wine

The pretext to visit the fabulous bank of the river was… an invitation to have a glass of local wine.


A fabulous convivial moment, in a marvelous site, and the wine… was it important?

No! But, to be fair, I must say that it was almost a decent red wine, with nothing in common with the “poison” that I drunk in a Chinese restaurant in New York, for the price of a small diamond.

​Not Yet


Once more, I’ve been in Asia without tasting… Durian. 

Forbidden in the hotels, in Thailand, I saw it in the streets of Yangshuo, but I decided not to try it, before testing… the smell. And that, once again, didn’t happen.

Curiosity made me search in internet the explanation for that menacing smell, and found a curious article.

If you are as curious as me just follow the link




At first look China seems to be calm and peaceful, everywhere we see organization and progress, while the guides congratulate the government, that “started to fight hunger, and now is opening to free initiatives”. 

Is it really true?
It’s impossible to hide the tensions growing between the progressive sectors of the population, and the poor rural areas. The strong regime disguises it, but… how long?

In Yangshuo we faced the hidden China.

In a natural paradise, hundreds of policemen were… controlling the population. It was difficult to get an explanation, but we got it:

The inhabitants wanted to take profit of tourism, renting their rafts to tourists, selling food, drinks and crafts, as in any place where tourism is an opportunity. But not there.

It seems that the government has plans to explore the site, so, the locals must stay out of it. 

The faces revealed the rebellion, and the proportion of forces (3 or 4 policemen for each civilian) showed that they where not easing things. 

We were not disturbed, but the pleasure of the best sights in China was “stained” by the tension around us.



I couldn’t have a clear idea of the women’s role in chinese society, but we saw something significant.

In urban places they seem to share all the positions and tasks with men, while in rural areas…