Big thanks to Michael W for steering us in the direction of this tiny town, which we would never have found otherwise. Yangshuo is nestled in among the towering limestone pillars like a cat curled around the legs of a table. The surrounding countryside is so spectacular that it draws crowds of tourists from all over the world, which is both a plus and a drawback. The main tourist street, which has thankfully been preserved in its cobbled-stone-ness, is thick with touts and cafes offering western food, cocktails and all manner of tacky souvenirs. But they're not enough to detract from the quaint tiny buildings and old architecture, plus it means Phil is able to get decent coffee and we've just about to tuck into wood-fired pizza. Still haven't had nearly enough of Chinese food but we've got another few weeks for me to slake my thirst for dumplings and soy chicken. We've spent a fair amount of time veging out in airconditioned comfort and having extended afternoon naps to escape the heat, but have managed to do enough to feel that we are still meeting the criteria of tourists rather than layabouts! But we've advanced our flights to Dali by a couple of days because the heat-forced inactivity is already having an effect on our waistlines and we're both keen to do more walking in cooler temps.