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Along the road to Mt. Huangshan was a scenic area
where tea was being farmed.
The mountain was shrouded in clouds with almost
zero visibility. |
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Even with the heavy cloud cover, the mountain was
attractive.
Note the guardrail on the path. The drop was about
300 feet if you couldn’t catch a tree. |
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I can see why this area is called the “Sea of
Clouds.” |
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Modern farm equipment. I’m not sure
what it is — he was using it just prior to the planting of the small
rice plants. |
This farmer is harvesting tea—one
leaf at a time.
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The streets of Nanjing were crowded as
people prepared for May Day. |
From the Bund in Shanghai with the Orient Pearl tower
in the background, through the smog. |
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A small tea house in Shanghai. The rock
gardens were interesting — the stones were glued together using rice
gluten. |
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Sushou may be called the “Venice of
the East” by the Chamber of Commerce, but . . . |
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While the “Humble Administrators
Garden” was quite attractive, close inspection of this clump of bamboo
indicated that it was painted PVC pipe. Oh well. |
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Sushou is a major silk
producing area. This is the No. 1 silk mill. Really it was a small
demonstration area — much too clean and neat to be a real mill. |
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There were a few quite parts of Hong Kong . The beach
below and the bay as seen from the road to Victoria Peak. |
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There are what seems like millions of apartments. All
of them small and each one with a bamboo pole holding laundry out the
window. There are also boat people — some living on old junks and many
living on multimillion dollar yachts.
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Panorama of Kowloon across Hong Kong harbor. |
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Even late at night it’s gridlock . This is Kowloon
at 11 p. m.
The convention Center and everything else is lit
up at night. |
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Well, it’s over . With Hong Kong in the background,
our 2002 vacation that started in Beijing, China will end tomorrow with a
series of flights that will cross twelve time zones and end back in
Tennessee. |
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