We've just bid a fond farewell to Lijiang, where we spent 3 nights in the lovely old town, which is a maze of old naxi buildings, now all converted in to souvenir shops, bars and hostels. Our stay was made all the more enjoyable because of our host, Mr Wang, an old timer from Beijing who spends his days drinking tea and sipping the odd Bai Jiu (chinese white spirit) or ten while tending to his guests like a kindly old father.
Si Phong had been suffering from a bad case of food poisoning which she'd had since Tiger Leaping Gorge and hadn't been able to hold down any food. Mr Wang steadfastly refused to indulge her requests for noodle soup and instead prescribed her the time honoured meal of Congee (rice porridge, absolutely no oil or meat) and pickle, which got her right in no time.
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