After the “grueling” (the girls would call it) karst hike, we went over to the ancient town of Fuli for a few hours to see how silk fans are made.  When in Rome, right?

But probably the nicest thing that happened to us in Yangshuo is that we discovered kayaking and realized the girls are almost old enough for this sport.  Hooray!  A new family sport that gets us onto water.  Cece is bigger and stronger and handled the oar really well, so she and Art were a good team, paddling in sync.  Elle is still a bit too small to handle one, so we deemed her “empress for the day” and I paddled for the two of us (great core workout).  Looking forward to more of this when Elle’s a little older…

And now… I think I’ve come to my last blog post as there’s simply no more time…

At the fan shop in Fuli...

A lesson...

Thumbs up...

Chinese fans...

Cooling off again...

Back in Fuli... this time for kayaking...

Vested...

Just go "that way" for an hour and a half... and stop when you see the 4th water buffalo...

Peace...

Nature...

The empress enjoyed her ride...

Life is beautiful...

Old town...

Farmer's restaurant...

History...

Quilt image 19...

Built in the Qing Dynasty...

Red...

We went through two caves in Yangshuo. This one was the Silver Cave which stretches and winds for a good mile or two. Nice to be in a cool, damp cave on a hot afternoon. Note: the Chinese do a lot with psycodelic lights inside caves...

Cool...

Lots of talk about stalactites and stalagmites...

Cool kids...

Our last street food: chestnuts...

Goodbye Yangshuo...