On my way back to the accommodation I passed a noisy group of young men. They were celebrating with lots of food and alcohol. I didn’t dare to take a picture as one of them followed me and wanted me to join their group. After I convinced him with my humble chinese I really have to go back and look for my friends (but thank you 🙂 ) I passed by this man who was sitting alone drinking and eating. First he was looking very skeptically at me and I started to speed up. But after a blink of an eye he opened up and I no longer felt him to be dangerous. Later in my room I still thought of him and why he was sitting alone among all these celebrating people.
We had a short break on our way to Honghe/Yunnan. Honestly I don’t remember the village’s name. We had a nice chat with these friendly old men. They asked us why we are visiting their boring village if there are so much better cities like Beijing. With my humble mandarin I tried to tell them that I am mostly interested in people not in cities. The one sitting on the right is a retired teacher. They are over 80 Years old and almost as long best friends.