8,984 km so far.
It wasn’t enough the hotel had been crawling with screaming children last night. While Jane tried to sleep this morning, the hotel staff decided to have a shouting match outside our room. They may have just been discussing the weather, but from the sound of it you’d be forgiven for thinking one of them had just caught the other in flagrante with her husband.
We decided, pretty much as soon as we walked into our dank room last night, that we would be better off staying in the dorms at the Riyue Bay Surf Club (Jane’s note: or sleeping on the street), so we trundled over there after breakfast to check in.
Unlike last night, when there was no one around the surf club apart from restaurant staff and customers, this morning it was bustling. Surfing lessons were happening on the water, the surf shop was open, and people were in the cafe.
A different world.
With working WiFi finally available we set about updating the blog, replying to email, letting friends and family know we were safe and sound, and enjoying the sound of the surf.
Walking In The Sand
This afternoon we went for a walk along the beach.
Next to the surf shop there is a hotel that appears to be under construction and almost finished, but no one is working on it. Next to that is the 21st Century Hotel, and right next to that is a ‘typical Chinese fishing village’ which is really a made-for-tourists attraction that looks tacky as all get up. Nothing about it seemed typical or legit.
Jane’s note: The builders of this ‘authentic’ village would have saved a lot of money if they’d just put up a wall around the real fishing village they no doubt had to tear down to make room for the fake one.
We don’t know if these statues, which were on the beach and seemed to be laid to rest in their various states of decay, had once lived in the village, but they were one of the most interesting things we saw on the walk.
There is a small stage on the beach, possibly used for surf competition judges to sit on, but this afternoon it provided the perfect place for me to meditate and practice yoga.
I was about 15 feet from where the waves disappear into the sand, and it was an incredible place to practice.
We’re planning to spend a couple of nights here. It’s a beautiful setting, pretty chill, and has a stereo playing a mix of surf punk and 90’s alternative music.
I might take a surfing lesson tomorrow, and Jane is going to kick back and fully recover from her illness. ♥
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Hi, I’m Stephen, full-time travelling yoga teacher & founder of Adventure Yoga. I’ve taught yoga in 25 countries and have had adventures in 50! At My Five Acres, we inspire you to live your most adventurous life and help you to travel more and more mindfully.