Walking around the farming area by Yangshuo, everything seemed so familiar. The sights, the smells, the quiet, the slow pace of the people, the water buffalo. At first I thought my mind was making it feel familiar so I would feel safe, then I realized I've been walking through these areas for 45 years – ever since Korea in 1964.
But China is very different. In other countries I been to the children would come up and ask for pens or candy, in China, the children take pictures of us with their cell phones. We bought water at a small store and the sales girl (and the sales people are almost always young girls – that hasn't changed) scanned the bottles! We chatted with a South African women on the trail (which in China, is a paved road!) and she said It's like China skipped a stage.