Tuesday, December 12, 2017

the waterfall dog, and other tales

Take the dog on the walk to the waterfall, they said, so we did. 

 You couldn't have ordered a more perfect day. Here the hay balese

The view from breakfast.

 Put one foot in front of the other.

The trail goes past people's yards. Here they're drying chiles and bananas.

At the base of the waterfall.
It was a bit hot. This water buffalo had the right idea.

On the way back, we got lost in a Chinese cemetery. 
The best hiker besides Mi We, the dog, was Rose, a barefoot 6-year-old from the UK who raced ahead of me. 

We headed back to the pool, where I talked a smart young woman from Hakka through the basics of swimming. By the time she got out, she was doing a reasonable doggie paddle. She was very determined.
We ended the day with a walk into town, where we met a passionate bookseller, who has read The Old Man & The Seat 6 times. He was full of good advice and strong opinions about his country.

After dinner, we climbed up to the just filled hot tub on the rooftop. Looking out, you could see a temple and some stars, and the people of the town playing cards and rollerskating. It was quite the view.

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