Hiking up the mountain from the village where I stayed. This is nearly the last of the fall rice harvest. |
Isn't this bewitching? High on the mountain, the rice terraces march down into a fairy land of bamboos and autumnal grasses. The steepest parts of the slope are given over to grasses. |
The wooden (fir, I think) homes are constructed with pegs rather than nails. I rented a room for $13 a night. Smelled nice inside, but there was a huge spider in the passage to the bathroom. |
I stayed in a hotel much like these houses, to the right. This field was being harvested the day I left. |
2 comments:
Beautiful and interesting picks! Makes me wish I could travel along with you over there. ;) Thanks for sharing! :)
Thanks, Brad. Guests are welcome, though I don't plan to be here for much longer.
Of course, I take pictures of the best -- the cities are not generally so attractive, big on gray.
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