One day we took a bus to this remote rural town called Yong Mei. The whole community relies on primitive farming to sustain themselves. Not much has changed in the town since the Ming Dynasty, it was a total time-warp-mind-freak being there. So far it's topped the 'Real live National Geographic' moments, hah, which are plentiful enough. Old ladies hunched over with chronic back pain made me feel silly for my self-pity. All the buildings were made of eroding brick, livestock had free-range, and the old men gambled amidst the fumes from a nearby "barn".
I'm ashamed to post the pictures that I have, because I didn't actually capture a single thing that characterizes Yong Mei. Maybe I'll steal some of JP's later. Also, I got swindled into buying batteries from an already-opened package that died five minutes thereafter hah. So I had very little time to document. I really really hope I can find some pictures of the farming/fields. It made me think of how Dad would've appreciated it much more than I.
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