Guilin and Yangshou, China
The next day we 
connected with driver extraordinaire Ah Ming and drove down to Yangshuo. My 
advice to anyone visiting this area would be to get to Yangshuo as soon as 
possible. It’s a vibrant yet charming town surrounded by those incredible karst 
peaks. We took several cruises of the Li River and its tributaries. The most 
stunning scenery was along the Yulong River, which we viewed from a two-person 
bamboo raft. However, if you’ve formed a mental image of a lone raft gliding 
peacefully along—think again. There must have been 500 other rafts in the small 
river at the same time resulting in a combination of bumper rafts and water 
slides, as there were many sets of rapids our polesman had to negotiate while 
dodging other rafts. 
The area also has many 
enormous cave complexes. The one we visited, Silver Cave, was huge, well-marked, 
and had everything you want to see in caves—stalagmites, stalactites, curtain 
walls, stone waterfalls, etc. “10,000 Glossy Ganoderma,” “Solitary Pillar 
Bracing Up the Sky,” and “Pearl-Decorated Umbrella” were some of the picturesque 
names of the cave’s formations. That night we saw the show “Impressions” -- 
an extraordinary light-and-sound show set in a pond against the backdrop of the 
karst mountains. Don’t miss it if you’re in that area! 
                                                                              Daxu
In the Guilin-Yangshuo 
area there are several relatively unspoiled villages with traditional wooden 
houses. We visited Daxu and Xingping, the former gearing up for the tourist 
trade and the latter at just the beginning of this process. My 2004 travel guide 
described them both as “untouched” —they’re clearly changing fast. In Daxu, an 
elderly gentleman invited us into his 200-year-old home to see the beautifully 
carved doors. These houses are surprisingly large on the inside. They’re 
arranged around a courtyard, with balconied second the backyard. 
We had many meals 
featuring the freshest of fish while there. At one restaurant, we selected our 
fish from a tub—and then watched it get clubbed with a bat. And it was in 
Yangshuo that I learned the hard way to be sure I wore my glasses while eating 
Chinese food—what I thought was a delectable sliver of duck breast turned out to 
be half a duck foot! 
Mimi Santini-Ritt 2011  

