We caught the 9:20 flight from Guangzhou to Guilin. The airport at Guangzhou is surreal: huge, gorgeous, clean, busy; all under one huge s, vaulted space. The flight was about an hour of takeoff, level off long enough to pass out somesort of nut thing, and, then, landing. The Guilin airport was back to another, older China. Sort of like what I imagine the Bakersfield airport to be like. Our hotel had arranged to pick us up at the airport and we had an hour drive on the new toll road to Yangshou. The views on the drive were classic Chinese water color.