#yulong river

[whitedogblog]

Golden Dragon bamboo raft parade along Yulong River, China

[dream-world-universe]

Tiger Leaping Gorge, China: Tiger Leaping Gorge is a scenic canyon on the Jinsha River, a primary tributary of the upper Yangtze River. It is located 60 kilometres north of Lijiang City, Yunnan in southwestern China. It is part of the Three Parallel Rivers of Yunnan Protected Areas World Heritage Site. Legend says the name comes from a hunted tiger escaping by jumping across the river at the narrowest point, using the rock in the middle. Administratively, the river in this area forms the border between Yulong Naxi Autonomous County of Lijiang City and Shangri-La County of Dêqên Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture. Wikipedia

[hcdragonwrites]

Cozy (a @jttw-monkeybusiness Drabble )

So I made another one- this one was inspired by this ask (I suck at Hyperlinks I’m so sorry)

It rolled a bit in my brain and kept begging to be fleshed out, so I decided to give it life ! Enjoy!

Snow

Snow fell in white flurries, chasing away the blossoms and birds that had been sitting in the trees just moments before. The storm was in a full frenzy now, peeling petals from overeager trees who had budded too soon, and throwing the birds from the sky. The wind whipped up the cold powder to spray back in the face of the pilgrims as they continued on their journey. They had left the warm subtropical forest only hours ago, where Sophie had rolled her sleeves up to relieve some of the excess heat. Now however, she was shivering.

None of the group, save for Wukong, was truly equipped for the snow and cold. Pigsys ears were turning purple from the temperature as he tried, and failed, to hide from the worst of it behind Sandy. Sandy silently continued on, carving a path for Sophie (who trailed farther behind) to walk through. The snow was already deep, coming to her knees as they continued to follow the tiny path up the mountain. Black rock jutted upward and outward like broken teeth into the white air. Horse and Monk both were struggling ahead, Yulongs sides shivering in the wet as the snow melted on his fur. Tripitaka called Wukong over, asking him to scout ahead to look for a place they could shelter for the duration of this storm. Sophie could see there heads bent together as Master and pupil discussed. Wukong, for once, didn’t reply with a snort or a quick jab at how Trip should be lucky for him to be his disciple. Instead he had somersaulted off, gone in a flash of fur and tiger stripes, into the air.

“Would be nice if I could just somersault out of here.” Sophie muttered.

A freak blizzard had not been on the list of things Sophie was ready for. She had faced shape-changing demons, women that turned to great tigers to devour Tripitaka, mountain gods throwing stones down into their path and the like. Sophie was prepared for any person or creature - or at least- expecting it. The weather however? She was severely underprepared for. She had the travel clothes she had bought with the coin purse she’d been given. They were meant for light rain and mild heat. Not for a snowstorm. Sophies hair was getting wet and the cold was starting to chill her ears from where it melted.

“It’s so cold…” she muttered. She kept following Sandys footpath, thankful for the giant of a river demon and his slow shuffling walk. If he was walking normally he would have left her far behind in the snow.

Her foot hit a rock and slipped, sending her flailing into a rapidly growing snowbank. “F-f-f-freezing! AH!” Snow had gone down her shirt, sending a chill up her spine. Faster than a wildcat she had hopped from the bank, shaking herself.

“Hate snow hate snow hate snow—“ she chanted her mantra as she slapped off the powder, trying to prevent it from melting and wetting her clothes. Wet clothes would only spell disaster. Sophie could recall all the cold born illnesses from one special National Geographic did on Everest and the extreme exposure the hikers faced there: pneumonia, Trench foot, frostbite, hypothermia, flu, Chilblains, bronchitis —

Her foot slipped again as her mind was listing all the things that could happen. Sophie would have been in the snowbank a second time except something caught her by the midriff and hauled her up.

“Stupid women stay on your feet!” Wukong snarled in her ear, setting her down. Sophie nodded, teeth chattering and nose turning red as the cold began to chap it. “Of all the people here I thought at least you had the common sense to be aware of ice!”

From up ahead came the faint cry and heavy fall as Pigsys fell face first in the snow. Sandy had to quickly turn to hid a chuckle as the drenched demon began wilding swinging his rake around in rage.

“S-s-sorry.” She mumbled, shoving her hands beneath her armpits. “Slipped.”

“What’s wrong with your speech? You sound like a squirrel.” Wukong cocked his head, an eyebrow raised. He rolled his eyes when Sophie didn’t banter back irritated she wasn’t snapping back at him. That agitation grew when he felt something like worry begin to itch his pelt. Of the pilgrims, the two mortals were in his charge of care and were the most delicate. While Wukong could fight off monsters and Demons and wicked minded mortals he could not fight a storm. Well- he could if he really wanted to find the celestial body responsible for its creation. But that would take time- and time was not on his side on this.

Tripitaka had put on a brave face when he had asked the Monkey King to find shelter. That didn’t mean Wukong had not noticed how his Masters hands had turned red at the growing cold, how his body shivered and his nose sniffed. Wukong would have teased, poked and prodded at his master- it was his nature to rile and cause mischief. But when he had seen the half awake expression on the mortal man’s face, Wukong had bit his tongue (with great effort) and had instead nodded.

Seeing Sophie in a similar state made the itch beneath his pelt grow worse as fire ants had begun to bite his skin.

“Damn it.” He cursed beneath his breath. He snatched her arm, avoiding her hand, and started dragging her behind him. “Come on just a bit farther you softie. I found a cave up ahead where we can get out of the worst of it. You mortals are ABSOLUTELY worthless when it comes to weather —“

Sophie was only half listening to Wukongs ranting. She allowed herself to be dragged up the mountain pass, trusting the Monkey King to find a better route than her own dimming senses. The cold was like a blanket she wanted to escape out of. Or escape into? She couldn’t remember clearly. If she closed her eyes… she was so tired. The snow looked inviting, comforting. Like the best downy comforter. Like the fluffiest pillow.

Maybe I just … need to lay … down in the comfort. Just close my eyes for a few minutes.

They had been walking for hours before the storm blew in. Her feet hurt, her hands shook and it was so cold. Cold. She just wanted to sleep.

“SOPHIE LOOK AT ME!” Wukong yanked her and she was rattled enough to open her eyes wider in surprise. Sun Wukong was right in her face, leaning so close she could see every line of his facial markings in detail. His breath came from between his teeth like some dragons as he glared.

“Ye-es?!”

“Stay awake- we're almost there. If you fall asleep while I’m dragging your ass up the mountain I will bite your pretty nose clean off!” The demonic monkey spat, then, half carried, half dragged Sophie the rest of the way. Leaning against his back Sophie sighed. Through the clothing she could feel it- like desert sand warmed by the sun. Delicious heat. Sophie - who wouldn’t in normal circumstances have cuddled so close- practically melted against the warmth. What else could she do? Wukong was dragging her up the mountain- practically carrying her. She could see the bend in the mountain pass- a steep cliff where the road cut itself around and hugged the mountain as a snake would do climbing along a vine. Almost there.

“How come you get to be so warm?” She grumbled, not realizing she had said it aloud. Wukong had heard however, and his face became a storm cloud as his heart took a shuddering beat.

“Maybe grow some fur or ask for the Buddha to make you some furry creature. Bet he would too.” Wukong grumbled back.

Stupid fucking women.

They reached the curve in the mountain where Pigsy and Sandy- mostly Sandy since the pig demon kept complaining about how cold his snout was- were setting up three tents. The tents were simple, the leather treated against wet weather and solid. All pigsy had to do was drive the stakes into the stone which, it seemed, he was failing at.

“It’s so damn cold!” Pigsy snorted angrily stamping his hands together, having missed the spike for the third time. “Blasted Heaven and whoever ordered a storm now of all times! Don’t they know who’s crossing these mountains?”

“Less talking more working.” Sandy angrily chided. He had finished setting up the second tent all on his own. When Pigsy went to open his mouth to make another comment and the usually peaceful Sandy shoved him across the shallow cave to the last tent and the one closest to the entrance.

As Wukong walked past, Pigsy lifted an eyebrow at the strange sight. The Monkey King could see the pig beginning to lift a lip in a smirk only to stop when he noticed Sophie’s shivering.

“What did you do?” Those were the last words Wukong expected to come out of his fellow brothers mouth.

“WHAT DID I DO?!” He bared his teeth, fangs on display. He didn’t have time for Pigsy or for his own feelings to confuse him. He knew Sophie was practically clinging to his back like the newborn monkeys did to their mothers back on Flower Fruit Mountain. He was very aware of it. The last thing he needed was for this thick pink idiot to start shit with him.

“I DIDNT DO SHIT YOU THICK HEADED BOAR.” He spat, continuing past. “THIS IDIOT STARTED FALLING ASLEEP IN THE FUCKING STORM. NOW SHUT UP AND GET THE OTHER TENT SET UP.”

Wukong left Pigsy behind, angrily chattering to himself and feeling embarrassed all the while. He couldn’t let that thick womanizing boar know any of Wukongs feelings. If he did, the damn brute would only press his nose to it and route deeper. The sooner he got Sophie off his back the better. Even though he didn’t entirely want that.

He reached the back corner of the cave, setting Sophie down. She huffed, letting go with some reluctance to his warm back. The Monkey King knelt, leaning in. Sophie’s shivering was less. Good.

“I’ll be back- I have to make sure the pink ham doesn’t fuck up the last tent. Once I’ve tended Yulong and seen to my masters comforts I’ll be back to check on you.”

Sophie pulled her knees to her chest. She was still so cold. She wanted nothing more then to curl up and sleep- to find something warm and hold onto it. She heard Wukong from far off - but she nodded.

“S-S-sure… just gonna fall .. asleep.”

“Don’t fall asleep you idiot.” He snapped.

“Why not?” Sophie groaned. She was tired

“Remember. You are in wet clothes. Wake up just to remember - Think. Use that reading brain of yours.” He flicked her between the eyes. That woke Sophie up enough as the pain cleared her head.

“Ow, what the hell Wukong?!” Sophie felt like she had come out of a daze. Her fingers started rubbing at the pain. It wasn’t terrible but … she felt like a child be scolded. Sophie glared up into the smug monkey face.

“Awake? Good. Now fucking listen before you nod off again.” Wukong smirked just a bit. The itching beneath his fur had eased just enough upon seeing her get mad. He spoke slowly, for her sake but also to press in how much he enjoyed giving her orders- and being right about them. “Your clothes are wet. You can’t sleep in them. Change to new ones. In fact, bundle up as much as you can. I’ll be back to check on you.”

Wukong stood up, then turned back around to flick her on the forehead again.

“Ow! I’m up, I'm up!” Sophie rubbed at the space between her brows.

“Did you hear what I said?”

“Yes yes …” she uncurled herself and stood as well, looking down at the Monkey King. “Get out of wet clothes and get new ones. Bundle up. That really hurt you know.”

“If you are still in wet fucking clothes, I’ll do a lot worse then just smack you between the eyes.” And then he was away, already cussing Pigsy out who had, somehow, managed to rip the tent.

It was a only about twenty minutes later but Sophie had managed not to fall asleep. She had gotten into the tent and had peeled the worst of the wet clothes off. Her poor shoes were the worst for wear- the socks and the soles were soaked. She would have to wear her spare shoes tomorrow and let these ones dry. Sophie had set the wet clothes to the farthest side of the tent. She was now dressed in a pair of gray sweats, a long sleeve and her hoodie of bright orange with clementines decorating the front. She felt much warmer and absolutely exhausted. Her fingers were red where the cold had gotten them, her lips felt chapped from the dry air, and her body just kept shivering.

Sophie had retreated almost completely into the hoodie- only her face was viewable.

The tent flap lifted and Wukong stepped in, a bowl of some sort of wild berries and cold rice in one hand. He took one look at her huddled there on her sleeping mat and snorted.

“You look like some orange orangutan.”

“Hahah very funny. See how you like the cold when you don’t have fur.” She shot back. Wukong offered the bowl to her and she took it, digging into it with gusto.

“How’s Trip?” She asked between bites.

“Alive.” Wukong leaned back, putting his arms beneath his head as he stared up at the tent ceiling. “You two would have frozen if not for me- you were both starting to look pinker than yangmei fruit.”

“Thank you.” Sophie said.

“Mm? What are you thankful for ?”

Oh he was gonna ask her for all of it then? Sophie looked at him. Wukong had propped himself up enough to stare at her, waiting.

“Thank you for the food.” She lifted the now empty bowl- she had been famished - to him. “Thank you for finding a spot to rest. And … thanks for dragging me out of the snow.”

“You almost died I hope you know that.” He smirked, laying back down, eyes closing. She followed suit, too tired to sit up anymore or even bicker back with him.

“Yeah I did …” Sophie yawned. Usually she wouldn’t admit so readily to Wukong just how certain situations had made her dependent upon him. He was always, in some way or other, saving the lot of them. When Tripitaka was snatched up by some Goblins belonging to some chieftain of a nearby mountain, when Pigsy had boasted that they didn’t need Wukong and then (almost immediately) failed to find food when Wukong was sent away. He had stopped the dragon horse from foundering and taken to the care of his hooves and coat many a time. The Monkey King had seen to restoring the missing supplies from Sophie pack when a group of mischievous raccoon spirits had taken it. Wukong had even replaced Sandy’s teakettle when it was smashed in battle (Sophie was pretty sure he had stolen it).

He may act aloof and pompous but deep down, this big old brute cared for them. Even Pigsy.

Sophie felt her eyes grow heavy as Wukong kept talking about how she had stumbled in the snow like some “dumb struck fawn” until he came to help her.

As she relaxed to the sound of his voice rumbling on and on, it almost felt … cozy. Yes Wukong may like to slide the occasional wriggly salamander into her water skin, he may thumb through her things like they were his, he may call her idiot, stupid women, and softie. But. There was no real malice behind his actions.

He was also kind of … warm. She scooted closer, half listening to the Monkey ramble on about the idiocy of mortals and the greatness of beings such as him. He was rambling on about his natural prowess over mortals and how he had mastered the arts of immortality and Tripitaka couldn’t even master warding off a cold. Sophie fell asleep before he could get to the part about her looking like a slack jawed idiot in the snow.

Wukong was only a quarter way through his regaling of the story of how he had saved everyone this day when he felt hands wrap around his chest.

His heart nearly flew into his throat as he stopped dead in his speech. His mouth was open, voice cut off halfway through his speech. Sophie curled into his side, face buried in the crook of his neck and so close to his ear he could feel her breathing against its shell.

Electricity shot threw him, fur standing on end as if he had been in a thunderstorm.

He was suddenly very aware of many things. Of Sophie’s hands that had escaped that ridiculous orange sweatshirt and were now burrowed into his fur. One arm was across his chest. The second one was now, somehow beneath his head and tugging on his shoulder. Sophie’s face rested on his arm and in the curve of his neck, her face rubbing back and forth like a cat. As if … she was enjoying the feel of it.

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Sophie moved just a bit, mumbling in his ear and Wukong felt his tail lash like it had just been bit. She didn’t say anything coherent but — the proximity alone—

Fucking Hell and all its Judges.

Sophie was … cuddling him.

She was practically twined around him.

And she smelled fantastic. Her scent always changed- sometimes it held a hint of lemons and the sweetness of grass, other times it floated like rain clouds and smelled of stones. But all of it together had a larger perfume beneath it. It was just her. Yes there were moments when her scent changed just enough that he felt like he was adding new spices onto his favorite dish. The essence of it, however, was just Sophie.

And now that cloud was all around him, filling his nose.

He looked at her, turning his head just a fraction to see.

Big mistake.

She was asleep, passed out completely. She looked so … fragile asleep. The dark circles beneath her eyes spoke of how she hadn’t been sleeping well. Her nose was stupidly pink like a Red Pika in her pale face. The cold must have chapped it. His eyes darted to her lips …

Mistake number two.

Wukong looked away, feeling his face flame. Fuck. Shit. He was stuck in a predicament now. He hadn’t meant to chat away about himself for so long that Sophie would fall asleep. Wukong was at war with himself. On one hand, he needed to get out of here. To leave before Pigsy and the others found out- before Sophie found out.

He couldn’t let anyone be that close to him- couldn’t let anyone be as close as Sophie was right now. It was a liability to his pride, to his reputation—

To his heart. Because if she rejected him it would ruin the friendship they had. And the feeling he had building in his chest- he would crush it in his fist before he let it jeopardize that peace between them.

I have to leave —

Wukong tried to move-

Only to feel Sophie’s fingers tug in his fur and her sleepy voice grumble “m’no don’t go.”

Jade Emperor flay me and boil me alive again.

In all the hundreds of years of living, Wukong had only felt trapped like this but once before. The first time he had lost his wager to the Buddha, having been unable to somersault out of his hand. The second time? He was trapped because he allowed it. He was trapped in a way no one in Heaven could have predicted- or had thought to do. Wukong had been placed in vats to be boiled, had wormed and tricked his way out of every trap and net that had attempted to keep his mischief managed. It had taken Buddha and his wager to finally end Wukongs terrorization of Heaven.

Wukong couldn’t move now. He was tethered here by frail fingers and the steady beat of a mortal's heart.

He could hear her heartbeat, feel it against his side. It was steady, soft. Like the steady roar of Water-Curtain Cave. Like the wind through the trees of the orchards on his mountain.

She was mortal. One day that steady beat would stop as all mortal hearts did.

That set his tail to lashing just a bit.

Hasn't she been afraid of dying? Of growing old? He remembered hearing a conversation late at night- when Tripataka and Sophie had those rare mortal conversations where he was explicitly not allowed to sit in on. He hadn’t known why it was such a secret conversation. So of course, since it wasn’t an order, Wukong had pulled a hair from his tail and made a doppel and floated somewhere nearby but out of sight to eavesdrop. The Monk and Reader had been chatting about death, about Sophie’s future.

Well her fears were unfounded. Doesn’t she know I would take care of her? Sophie shifted a bit closer as a gust of wind slipped beneath the tent flat he had left unsecured. Damn it all. Wukong carefully, o so carefully, shifted himself. He slid his body so he was now lying on his side, setting Sophie’s head beneath his chin. It was all the invitation Sophie needed to cuddle closer and escape from the wind.

“You stupid women.” He angrily whispered into her hair. He wouldn’t let her die. He would just fix that. He would fix a lot of her problems. She just had to tell him. He was Sun Wukong, Great Sage Equal to Heaven. He knew of a hundred different ways to achieve immortality. He could fix them all. Like her problem right now of being cold.

He was too tense to relax fully- too aware- but he grew just a fraction larger. His size now dwarfed Sophie’s a good bit and gave her a bit more to tangle into. And she did. Sophie curled her knees up, shivering slowing. Wukong waited. Watching. When finally the shivering had ceased he allowed just a fraction of tension to slide off of him. This stupid softie is gonna make me soft. The thought didn’t bother him as much as it would have months ago.

Maybe he wouldn’t get much sleep tonight but…

He could make her life Hell in the morning. It was something that she owed him on. His face was screwed furiously into a scowl because all he wanted to do was enjoy this moment but if he did- if he really truly did- he didn’t know if he would be able to stop.

She was most assuredly going to be bombarded tomorrow with the most annoying and snappish teasing and toying a King of Monkeys and tricks could give.

Sophie woke with a start as something cold and wet slapped her in the face. She panicked as any person would.

“GaH! DEMON!” She cried, grabbing at her face and throwing it aside. It was a wet rag.

“Relax.” Wukongs voice laughed at her. “Unless cloth can become possessed and has gained a hunger for red nosed mortal flesh, you're fine.”

He was at the tent flap, grinning ear to ear in a grin that promised problems. Really so early in the morning and he already wants to play games ?

“You could have woken me up in a number of other ways- why did you pick that?” Sophie rubbed at her face, feeling … huh. She didn’t feel as sore as she usually felt. When Sophie woke up there was almost a constant crick of pain in her neck from whatever odd angle she had slept in on the ground.

Maybe I had been so tired my body just finally didn’t care.

He shrugged. “You stink. Next place we stop at you better demand a bath of some sort or other.”

“Thanks….” She grumbled, letting the sarcasm drip off her words. She took the cloth up, rubbing the sleep out of her face and the worst of the dirt off her face and arms. She would kill for a warm bath, one that would wake up her bones and chase the last of the cold from her body. Once clean, she checked her wet clothes, bundling them away in a separate part of her pack to avoid them dampening the rest of her stuff. Then she stepped out of the tent, smelling the fire and the promise of breakfast being made.

Only for her feet to slip right from beneath her as a monkey foot stuck out and caught her ankle.

“WUKONG!”

He laughed, face full of malicious mischief as Sophie gathered herself up to chase after the errant Monkey. To do what, she didn’t know. He was a mystical demonic creature born of stone and she just a mortal women. As the morning light cut into the cave and Tripitaka had to order his disciple to calm down after he once again tripped her and she almost went sprawling into rocks, the pilgrims ate breakfast. They broke down their tents. And they were once again on the road.

None were the wiser of Wukongs happier mood. He hid it beneath a storm of frowns and a game of teasing torture as he became partically insufferable to Sophie. The threat of the hoop tightening spell was the only true damper to his mood when Tripataka heard Sophie scream as snow was dropped down the back of her shirt.

As the sun rose higher and the word was cast in a frosty flash of refracted gold, Wukong made a decision. He would solve Sophie problem of growing old. It was easy. And if Buddha couldn’t send her back…

Well she was a great sport for pestering and heckling. The least he could do as a benevolent King is give the poor women a roof over her head.

Maybe a few dresses down the line...

Girls liked dresses right?

“Hey Reader!” He called.

“What?”

“Dresses or suits ? What did you wear in that fake time long after this one ? Or whatever fake dimension you fell out of. What did you prefer ?”

And thus began the long hour debate that somehow pulled every one of them: Pigsy, Sandy and Tripitaka, into what was a heated discussion on the best attire for the best occasions.

[skellebonez]

A Trip For Two?

The final fic for @lunar-wandering's Monkie Destiny Challenge! I WAS doing 8 prompts per "week", sometimes using both prompts per day and sometimes just one. This one includes:

... a lot fdkjgfdkslj. I was only able to implement a few random ones.

Happy Halloween!

AO3 Link!

“I can't believe you convinced me to do this,” Pigsy said with a grunt, hand held against the wall as he followed it toward their destination through the pitch black darkness.

“I can't believe you agreed to it only the second time I asked,” Tang countered, a soft excited but nervous laugh echoing softly.

To be fair, Pigsy had always wanted to try one of these escape rooms. He just never got around to finding the time or the right one close enough to give it a shot. Why Tang wanted to go to a murder mystery themed one specifically was easy enough, he wanted to give all his recent extra study focus a new target.

He’d been extra focused ever since the incident with Azure, no more cramming at the last second for anything. Granted, he DID change up his method of study from the one that Shifu Subodhi had him work with, but this new one seemed to work better for him in the long run when balancing the rest of his life duties. Heck, he’d even applied himself to helping Pigsy research different methods of cooking ingredients to elevate his noodles even further.

But he’d also been getting antsy. Not just because of any reason related to his studies, though he was getting more and more frustrated with not “having a better fitting challenge” every so often, antsy with all the stuff going on around them. The constant endangerment, new enemies at every corner, new powers he seemed to continue to need to master and experiment. He thought they needed something that Pigsy hadn’t had in decades.

A vacation.

So, of course, Tang figured he could kill two birds with one stone. An escape room meant a challenge he could meet head on. And this one was offering a prize to anyone who could beat it within a certain time limit. One romantic getaway for two in Guilin, where Tang promised to take him to the Yulong river when they win this.

Tang was overwhelmingly positive they would.

Pigsy had… reservations.

“Tang, you know I’ve never been good with riddles,” Pigsy protested with a snorting laugh.

“No, but you ARE good at problem solving in other ways!” Tang boasted as he looked their pamphlet over. “I’ve seen you somehow manage to Tetris in all those ingredients in your supply cabinet for the shop.”

“That’s just work brain.”

“Well your work brain and my school brain may be brilliant enough to solve this challenge and get us that romantic getaway prize.”

Pigsy couldn’t help the soft smile that crept on his face at Tang’s boasting. It was sweet, how much confidence he had in the two of them.

But Pigsy also knew that as brilliant as he knew Tang to be… he also got stuck on the crossword puzzle on the city’s homepage last week. Three letter word for mirthful.

The answer way “gay”.

They were, probably, doomed. But at least this would be fun!

Pigsy chose to believe that as they finally reached the doorway at the end of the hall, Tang eagerly opening the door to allow them inside the main escape room.

The room wasn't terribly big, all things considered. Roughly the size of the entire dining area and kitchen of Pigsy’s, it was styled like a typical western study one might see in a mansion in an American movie. If it was horribly ransacked and clearly burgled, and also meant to look possibly Haunted. If the old stains and spider webs and the creepy doll on a shelf by the exit were any indication.

So Pigsy had to give the Escape Room crew points for detail! Just crowded enough to look realistic, but not so crowded it would make the game too hard to complete at all. But it did make it clear why this room took over the prize time limit to complete for most participants. Even he was a little overwhelmed and wondering where they should start looking in all of the clutter around them.

It didn't take long for them to find the first clue, or to solve it. Ironically, it seemed like this particular one was timed and they just had to wait a moment for the TV to come on to find the next clue. In fact... most of the clues in the room seemed to come easy to them.

Right until the 6th clue, a note in a vase lead them to a riddle on the wall and, quite frankly, it made no sense.

“I made quick work of the mountain chicken to hide my motive.”

Pigsy didn’t know what the hell this clue could have meant. If a mountain chicken wasn’t a chicken… what the fuck was it? Some other kind of bird? A lizard? A salamander?

“It’s a frog,” Tang said confidently.

“How in the world did you know a mountain chicken is a frog?”

“I didn’t,” Tang said with a shrug. “But this reference book fell off the shelf and the bookmarked page was for that frog. It’s probably meant to be a clue for people who don’t know that already, it falling saved us a LOT of time!”

Yeah… just like how the TV coming on via a supposed timer gave them the clue earlier…

Was this game rigged?

... couldn't be.

But, somehow, it was right there. A broken statue of a frog that looked exactly like the Mountain Chicken in Tang's reference book. And hidden inside one of the cracks was a torn slip of newspaper, revealing who Pigsy assumed must have been the culprit and their motive for this little murder mystery.

“Hey Tang?”

“Yes, Pigsy?”

“Hasn't this seemed a little... too easy?” The chef asked, eyebrow raised in confusion.

“I think we've just gotten really lucky,” Tang said with a smile. “And we HAVE had to puzzle out all but two of the clues ourselves anyway. We're also still really close to the end time and we have one clue left...” Pigsy hummed, nodding as he realized Tang was right. They may have gotten everything pu t together, but they only had 5 minutes to put the clues together in the correct order in the little computer next to the exit door. They were still going to have to work fast to win this challenge.

As they rushed over to the computer he couldn't help but see Tang's wide smile. He was so EXCITED at the idea of winning this. Was he just happy that he could win something that he had to solve? Or was he happy that he was possibly going to win a romantic getaway with his husband? Pigsy didn't know...

But as long as Tang smiled like that? He found he didn't really care either way. He just wanted him to smile more.

“OK, so we have to put this together like... oh gosh, it's Cludo,” Tang said with a laugh. “We have to put all this stuff in like a Cludo answer but with more steps.”

“Well that's easy!” Pigsy said with a laugh. “Mr…uh… what was his name?”

“Chandler.”

“Yeah, Chandler!”

“AH, right, Mr. Chandler stole the study key and killed Mr. Doe -aka Mr. Bennet-, in the kitchen with poison and moved him to the study to make it look like the owner of the mansion did it since only he had the key!” Tang said triumphantly. “Great job, Pigsy!”

He smiled wide, turning around to grab Pigsy and plant a passionate kiss on his lips and-

Wait…

Pigsy pulled back from the kiss as the exit door opened, looking at Tang in confusion.

“I… I didn't remember his name,” he said softly.

“… I didn't either,” Tang admitted, looking around in confusion.

“Then who-”

“You're going to miss your deadline,” the mystery voice said again. From high up. And when they looked up they noticed the creepy doll on the shelf had moved, turning to stare down at them with blank glassy eyes. “… run.”

Pigsy and Tang ran faster out of that room than they ever had before. So fast they didn't notice the giggle and the soft whisper of “I hope they like their vacation” they emanated from the room before the door closed behind them.

They did, by the way.

Even if they were very cautious of escape rooms after that.

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

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“The struggle to exist, to not disappear in this moment, is the advancing root of the struggle to exist throughout the whole passage of time. We need to help each other in this struggle. You by asking, I by struggling to respond. This is the law of love, which rules the universe.” ― Jacob Needleman, I Am Not I

The Golden Dragon of the Yulong River in Guilin, China | source

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Post like this are my favourite to make,they always feel like making a little rest spot in someone dash

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🇨🇳 C'è un detto in Cina, riguardante Guilin: 桂林山水甲天下 😘

🥰 In maniera poetica, afferma che lo scenario di Guilin sia il più bello sulla Terra, e io - personalmente - sono d'accordo

📖 桂 林 significa Guilin, che si trova nel Guangxi. 山水 ha un significato profondo, poiché lega insieme 山 (shān, ovvero "montagna") e 水 (shuǐ, che significa "acqua"), mostrando l'Armonia tra le maestose montagne e il bellissimo 遇龙河, il Fiume Yulong. L'espressione 甲天下 eleva il detto, legandolo al concetto di Cielo e Paradiso. 天下 è un'espressione molto importante in Cina 🤧

🐲 Il detto 桂林山水甲天下 è comparso per la prima volta nel 1201, in un Poema scritto da Wang Zhenggong, Governatore di Guilin durante la Dinastia Song 😘

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🇨🇳 There is a saying in China about Guilin: 桂林山水甲天下 😘

🥰 Poetically, he says Guilin's scenery is the most beautiful on Earth, and I - personally - agree

📖 桂 林 means Guilin, which is located in Guangxi. 山水 has a deep meaning, as it binds 山 (shān, meaning "mountain") and 水 (shuǐ, meaning "water") together, showing the Harmony between the majestic mountains and the beautiful 遇龙河, the Yulong River. The expression 甲天下 elevates the saying, linking it to the concept of Heaven and Paradise. 天下 is a very important expression in China 🤧

🐲 The saying 桂林山水甲天下 appeared for the first time in 1201, in a poem written by Wang Zhenggong, Governor of Guilin during the Song Dynasty 😘

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Unveiling the Beauty: Top Picnic Areas in China for Nature Lovers

China, known for its rich cultural heritage and breathtaking landscapes, offers an array of picturesque picnic spots that are perfect for nature enthusiasts and outdoor lovers. Whether you prefer lush greenery, tranquil lakes, or towering mountains, China boasts an abundance of scenic locations ideal for a relaxing picnic getaway. Here are some of the top picnic areas in China that promise a memorable outdoor dining experience:

1. West Lake, Hangzhou: Renowned for its serene beauty and romantic ambiance, West Lake in Hangzhou is a popular choice for picnickers. With its willow-lined banks, scenic pagodas, and tranquil waters, this UNESCO World Heritage Site offers a peaceful setting for enjoying a meal amidst nature's splendor.

2. Yulong River, Yangshuo: Nestled amidst the karst peaks of Yangshuo, the Yulong River provides a charming backdrop for a riverside picnic. Rent a bamboo raft or simply find a quiet spot along the riverbank to savor delicious local delicacies while soaking in the breathtaking scenery.

3. Mount Huashan, Shaanxi: For adventure-seekers looking for a unique picnic experience, the breathtaking summit of Mount Huashan beckons. After a thrilling hike along the infamous plank walk, find a secluded spot with panoramic views of the surrounding peaks to enjoy a well-deserved picnic feast.

4. Jiuzhaigou Valley, Sichuan: Known for its crystal-clear lakes, colorful forested slopes, and cascading waterfalls, Jiuzhaigou Valley offers a picturesque setting for a nature-inspired picnic. Pack a basket of local snacks and immerse yourself in the tranquility of this UNESCO World Heritage Site.

5. Fenghuang Ancient Town, Hunan: Step back in time and enjoy a historical picnic in the charming Fenghuang Ancient Town. Wander along the cobblestone streets lined with traditional wooden houses, then find a spot by the Tuo River to savor a meal while taking in the old-world charm of this ancient town.

Whether you're seeking a leisurely lakeside picnic or an adventurous mountaintop dining experience, China's diverse landscapes offer a myriad of picnic areas to suit every taste. So pack your picnic basket, gather your loved ones, and embark on a culinary adventure surrounded by the natural beauty of China's most stunning picnic spots.

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Full-day activities in Yangshuo

A full day in Yangshuo, a picturesque town in southern China surrounded by karst mountains and the Li River, offers a diverse range of activities. Start the day with a scenic river cruise along the Li River to appreciate the stunning landscape. Follow this with a visit to West Street, a bustling pedestrian thoroughfare known for its shops, cafes, and vibrant atmosphere. Explore the surrounding countryside by renting a bicycle or taking a guided cycling tour, discovering traditional villages and breathtaking scenery.

In the afternoon, consider exploring the ancient Yulong River by bamboo raft or partake in outdoor activities such as rock climbing or hiking in the karst hills. Visit iconic landmarks like Moon Hill or the Big Banyan Tree for panoramic views. Engage in a cultural experience by attending a traditional cormorant fishing demonstration on the Li River.

[gktravel]

The Top 10 Boat Tours in China

China is home to a wide variety of landscapes and culture riches, and boat travels are among the most interesting ways to take in the beautiful scenery and interesting historical sites. These top 10 boat trips in China promise to take you to a world of beautiful landscape, historic beauty, and unique cultural experiences. From the famous Li River cruise amid Guilin's weird karst formations to the grandeur of a Three Gorges experience down the Yangtze River. These boat trips provide a variety of unique and amazing experiences throughout the centre of China, whether you're looking for peace on Hangzhou's West Lake, the romantic canals of Suzhou, or the glittering skyline of Hong Kong.

Planning a trip to China from Dubai is a wonderful commitment, and the availability of China visa from Dubai makes your trip much more possible. China holiday packages from Dubai provide an easy way to experience it all, whether your goals are to see the Great Wall of China, experience the tastes of real Chinese food, or take part in the country's rich history of culture. Travellers from Dubai find travelling into the centre of China to be a tempting possibility thanks to these packages, which offer carefully planned schedules, assist with obtaining a visa, and a promise of memorable experiences.

Here are ten boat tours in China that offer incredible experiences:

1. Li River Cruise (Guilin): The beautiful karst limestone structures of Guilin are the main attraction of the Li River cruise. One of China's most famous boat travels is the beautiful route between Guilin and Yangshuo, which offers beautiful scenery along the way.

2. Three Gorges Cruise (Yangtze River): This is one of China's most popular and gorgeous cruises on the river. It gives you a view of the famous Three Gorges Dam while passing through the beautiful Three Gorges area.

3. Hangzhou's West Lake Boat Tour (Hangzhou): The West Lake in Hangzhou is well-known for both its cultural and natural beauty. You may see historical landmarks and temples while taking in the peaceful atmosphere by taking a boat travel on West Lake.

4. Suzhou Canals (Suzhou): As a result of its complicated system of canals, Suzhou is sometimes called the "Venice of the East". You can discover Suzhou's beautiful rivers and historic gardens on a boat tour.

5. Hong Kong Harbour Cruise (Hong Kong): Victoria Harbour in Hong Kong is well-known for its gorgeous skyline. A harbour trip, particularly during the Concert of Lights show, provides expansive views of the city's towers.

6. Pudong River Cruise (Shanghai): From the Bund to the Oriental Pearl Tower, a Pudong River ride offers a unique view of Shanghai's modern skyline.

7. Pearl River Night Cruise (Guangzhou): At night, the Pearl River in Guangzhou glows with colourful lights and modern structures. A Pearl River moonlight ride is a great experience.

8. Yulong River Bamboo Rafting (Yangshuo): The peaceful Yulong River is a great place to do bamboo rafting. It's an easy and beautiful journey, with karst peaks and green landscape.

9. Erhai Lake Cruise (Dali): Located in the Yunnan Province, Erhai Lake offers boat travels with amazing views of the mountains, as well as the opportunity to visit historic fishing communities and cultural events.

10. Lijiang Old Town Canal Ride: With its historic canals connecting the town, Lijiang's Old Town is a UNESCO World Heritage site. You can explore the unique architecture and culture of this old town by taking a boat ride.

Conclusion:

The top 10 boat trips in China offer an incredible opportunity to explore the variety of landscapes and rich history of the nation. These boat ride offer a unique insight into the rich fabric of China's natural beauty, history, and modern cities life, from the serene waters of West Lake to the busy harbours of Hong Kong and Shanghai. These boat trips offer amazing views and a greater understanding of China's different facets, whether you're looking for peaceful reflection or energetic cityscapes. So, travel on one of these incredible trips and allow the Chinese waters to transport you to a world of wonder. For more information visit best tour operator in Dubai.

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Exclusive First Class Travel to Guilin - Recreate the famous scenes of Chinese Frescoes with top photographers

Discover the Enchanting Landscapes of Guilin Guilin's landscapes are world-renowned for its karst mountains, crystal clear rivers, and surreal scenery. The city is an excellent destination for nature enthusiasts and art lovers, as the landscapes have inspired Chinese art and literature for centuries. Karst Mountains The karst mountains of Guilin are the most striking feature of the city's landscape. These rugged limestone hills rise sharply from the ground and can be found throughout the city and surrounding countryside. Visitors can take a boat tour of the Li River to see the stunning karst formations up close, or hike in the many parks and nature reserves that surround the city. Crystal Clear Rivers Guilin is home to several rivers, including the Li and Yulong rivers. These rivers are crystal clear and offer visitors an opportunity to relax and enjoy the stunning scenery. The rivers are also an excellent place to try kayaking or bamboo rafting. Surreal Scenery The landscapes of Guilin are so enchanting that they look like they were taken right out of a painting. The city and its surroundings are sprinkled with charming villages, idyllic rice paddies, and serene lakes. One of the most famous spots is the Reed Flute Cave, known for its stunning rock formations and colorful lights. Overall, Guilin is a must-visit destination for anyone who wants to experience China's natural beauty and rich cultural heritage. From the breathtaking karst mountains to the crystal-clear rivers and surreal scenery, it's no wonder that Guilin has inspired artists and travelers for centuries. First Class Travel Experience to Guilin Embark on an exclusive first-class travel experience to Guilin where you will get to recreate the famous scenes of Chinese frescoes with top photographers. Guilin is a city in the southern part of China and is known for its stunning natural beauty. As a first-class traveler, you will be treated to luxurious amenities and exceptional services that will make your trip to Guilin unforgettable. Arriving in Style Your first-class travel experience begins from the moment you arrive at the airport. You will be greeted by a personal concierge who will escort you to your private car. You will be whisked away to your luxurious hotel where you will be greeted with a welcome drink and a warm smile from the friendly staff. Exceptional Accommodations Your accommodations will be nothing short of exceptional as a first-class traveler. You will be staying in a luxurious suite equipped with state-of-the-art amenities and breathtaking views of the city. Your suite will be fitted with plush bedding, a spacious bathroom, and a private balcony where you can enjoy your morning coffee while taking in the beautiful scenery of Guilin. Indulgent Dining Experience As a first-class traveler, you will have access to exclusive dining experiences that will tantalize your taste buds. You will be served gourmet meals prepared by world-renowned chefs who use only the freshest ingredients to create their signature dishes. You will have the option of dining in the hotel's fine dining restaurant or in the comfort of your suite. Recreating Famous Scenes The highlight of your first-class travel experience to Guilin will be the opportunity to recreate the famous scenes of Chinese frescoes with top photographers. You will be taken on a guided tour of Guilin's most picturesque locations, where you will be able to pose for the camera and have your photograph taken by a professional photographer. These photographs will be the perfect memento of your trip to Guilin. Recreating Chinese Frescoes with Top Photographers One of the most fascinating aspects of Guilin is the incredible collection of frescoes that adorn the walls of its ancient temples and caves. These spectacular works of art offer a glimpse into the rich history and culture of China and are a must-see for any first-class traveler to the region. The Challenge of Capturing the Frescoes However, capturing the beauty and detail of these frescoes can be a challenge, particularly for amateur photographers. The dark interiors of the caves and the intricate details of the paintings require a high level of skill and experience to capture effectively. Top Photographers Provide Expertise That's where our team of top photographers comes in. We have carefully selected a team of experts in the field of Chinese frescoes, who will guide you through the process of capturing these incredible works of art. Their expertise and knowledge will enable you to create stunning photographs that truly do justice to the incredible detail and beauty of the frescoes. Learn from the Best Our team of photographers are not only skilled professionals, but they are also passionate about sharing their knowledge and techniques with others. They will work with you to show you how to use the right lighting, angles, and settings to capture the detail and beauty of the frescoes. You will learn about the history and meaning behind the paintings, as well as the techniques and processes used to create them. Capture Guilin's Unique Beauty By working with our team of top photographers, you will not only gain valuable photography skills, but you will also have the opportunity to explore Guilin's rich cultural heritage and capture its unique beauty. The stunning landscapes, ancient temples, and intricate frescoes make Guilin a must-see destination for any traveler interested in exploring the beauty and history of China. The Best Spots for Photography in Guilin 1. Li River The Li River is one of the most picturesque locations in Guilin. The Karst mountains and crystal-clear waters make for stunning photographs. The best time to photograph the Li River is during sunrise or sunset, where the sky is filled with a pink and orange hue, enhancing the beauty of the surroundings. 2. Reed Flute Cave If you're looking for something unique, head to the Reed Flute Cave. The cave's stalactites, stalagmites, and underground streams create an otherworldly atmosphere. The lighting within the cave is also spectacular and can make for some fantastic photographs. 3. Elephant Trunk Hill Elephant Trunk Hill is a landmark in Guilin and a famous spot for photographers. The hill looks like an elephant drinking water from the river, making for an incredible photo opportunity. The best time to photograph the Elephant Trunk Hill is during the golden hour when the light is soft and warm. 4. Xianggong Mountain Xianggong Mountain offers a panoramic view of the Li River and the surrounding Karst mountains. The view is breathtaking, especially during sunrise or sunset when the colors of the sky reflect on the river. This spot is perfect for landscape photographers. 5. Longji Rice Terraces The Longji Rice Terraces are a must-see attraction in Guilin. The terraces' symmetrical design and the mountainous landscape offer an excellent opportunity for photography. The best time to photograph the Longji Rice Terraces is during the spring when the terraces are filled with water, creating a reflective surface that enhances the overall beauty of the location. If you're looking to capture the beauty of Guilin, make sure to visit these spots and bring your camera along for an unforgettable experience. Exploring Guilin's Cultural Heritage Guilin is not just a destination for scenic beauty, it is also a hub of cultural heritage. The city is home to several fascinating attractions, which offer an insight into the region's rich history and traditional way of life. Visitors can explore Guilin's cultural heritage with a range of activities that cater to different interests and preferences. The Reed Flute Cave The Reed Flute Cave is a natural wonder that has been attracting visitors since the Tang Dynasty. The cave is filled with stalactites, stalagmites, and rock formations that have been illuminated with colorful lights to create a magical atmosphere. The cave is also home to several inscriptions and carvings that date back to the Tang Dynasty and offer an insight into the history of the region. Elephant Trunk Hill Elephant Trunk Hill is one of the most popular attractions in Guilin and is named after its resemblance to an elephant drinking from the river. The hill is not only a natural wonder but also a cultural site and has been a subject of many poems and paintings throughout Chinese history. Visitors can climb the hill to enjoy magnificent views of Guilin and explore the pagodas and shrines that are scattered around. Guilin Rice Noodles Guilin Rice Noodles are a local delicacy that is loved by both locals and visitors. The dish is made from rice flour and is served in a savory broth with toppings such as minced pork, pickled bamboo shoots, and peanuts. Visitors can sample this dish from one of the many street vendors and restaurants that specialize in this local delicacy. The Li River Culture The Li River is not just a scenic wonder; it is also a hub of cultural heritage. The river has been a source of inspiration for Chinese artists for centuries, and visitors can explore this cultural legacy by taking a boat ride down the river. The boat journey offers magnificent views of the surrounding karst landscape as well as insights into traditional fishing and agriculture practices in the region. The Longji Rice Terraces The Longji Rice Terraces are a masterpiece of traditional Chinese agriculture and a UNESCO World Heritage site. The terraces are built into the steep hills and have been cultivated for over 700 years by the Zhuang minority. Visitors can explore the terraces on foot and learn about the traditional farming techniques and the Zhuang culture, which is known for its vibrant costumes and unique festivals. Gilin's cultural attractions offer a fascinating insight into the region's history and way of life. Visitors can choose from a range of activities that cater to different interests and preferences, from exploring natural wonders to tasting local delicacies. Whatever your choice, Guilin promises a memorable experience that will leave you with a deeper appreciation for Chinese culture and heritage. Culinary Delights of Guilin One of the best ways to experience a new place is through its food. Guilin is no exception. This city is known for its flavorful and unique dishes that will leave your taste buds begging for more. Here are some of the must-try culinary delights of Guilin: Xiangshan Lu Rice Noodles These rice noodles are a local favorite and can be found all over Guilin. They are made with a special type of rice and served in a savory broth with various toppings such as peanuts, pickled vegetables, and meat. The key to enjoying Xiangshan Lu Rice Noodles is to mix everything together before eating to get the full flavor experience. Guilin Chili Sauce This fiery sauce is a staple in Guilin cuisine. It is made with locally grown chilies and garlic and is the perfect accompaniment to any dish. Be warned though, it is not for the faint of heart. Beer Fish This dish is as simple as it sounds – fish cooked in beer. But it is anything but ordinary. The fish is served whole and cooked to perfection in a mixture of beer, ginger, and garlic. It is a must-try for seafood lovers. Stir-Fried Snails Don't let the name turn you off – these snails are delicious. They are stir-fried with garlic, ginger, and chilies and are a popular snack among locals. Yangshuo Beer No meal is complete without a cold refreshing drink. Yangshuo Beer is a locally brewed beer that is perfect for washing down all the delicious food. It is light and crisp and pairs perfectly with any Guilin dish. Overall, Guilin offers a unique culinary experience that is not to be missed. From savory rice noodles to fiery chili sauce, there is something for everyone to enjoy. Planning Your Exclusive Trip to Guilin Choosing the Right Time to Visit Guilin has a subtropical monsoon climate with four distinct seasons. The best time to visit is between April and October when the weather is mild and there's less rain. Spring and autumn are the best seasons to explore the city and take in the natural beauty, while summer is great for outdoor activities like hiking. Winter is cold and wet, but it's the best time to see migratory birds and enjoy winter sports. Booking Your Accommodation There are many options for accommodation in Guilin, ranging from budget-friendly hostels to luxurious resorts. For an exclusive first-class experience, consider booking a stay at one of the city's top-rated hotels, such as the Shangri-La Hotel or the Guilin Sheraton Hotel. These hotels offer world-class amenities, breathtaking views, and exceptional service. Choosing Your Photography Tour When it comes to photography tours in Guilin, you have many options to choose from. Look for a tour that includes visits to all the iconic locations, such as the Li River, Yangshuo, and the Longji Rice Terraces. Choose a tour that's led by experienced photographers who can offer valuable tips and guidance for capturing the best shots. Some tours also include editing workshops to help you enhance your images. Planning Your Itinerary While in Guilin, make sure to include visits to other nearby attractions such as the Reed Flute Cave, Seven Star Park, and the Elephant Trunk Hill. Plan enough time to fully explore each location and take in the breathtaking scenery. Remember to also allow time for relaxation and to enjoy the world-class amenities offered by your hotel. Packing for Your Trip Pack comfortable clothing and footwear for outdoor activities and hiking. Bring a high-quality camera and all the necessary accessories, such as lenses, memory cards, and batteries. Don't forget to bring sunscreen, insect repellent, and a raincoat, as the weather can be unpredictable. With these tips, you're now ready to plan an exclusive first-class trip to Guilin and recreate the famous scenes of Chinese frescoes with top photographers. If you're looking for more travel inspiration, check out The Grand Canal - Capturing Venice's Waterways in Style for stunning photos and tips on exploring the canals of Venice. Read the full article

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They were in the save cave. What a way to put it. Koda couldn't disagree. This bear didn't mind being in the cave one bit. It was a nice cave.

He was rambling. He also knew she had no such appointment book, not one filled anyhow. After staying with her for some time he knew her life better than maybe he should for someone such as himself. It made him smile none the less as she pretended. It also still had a way of keeping him on edge like she still might say she was busy and back out. A relieving victory breath came when she gave him the actual yes.

"Cool. Cool. That's great." He'd say ever so non-chalantly. "I'll pick you up and off we'll go. I'll text you the details."

He'd finalize all the minutae like where to meet, plane tickets, landing times, baggage, and other such details for such a trip to another country as travel can get unexpectedly held up when small affairs aren't in order.

But, if the land of his father's side wasn't enough (where she would have learned his father's family was actually a mix of tribes native to Alaska of all places and the mainland) off Koda suddenly whisked Elsa away to the land of his mothers' both, China. The Lunar New Year was to be celebrated properly. For someone trying really hard not to overstep labels didn't even contemplate one time how close people might want to be to bring them to ancestral places of their parents or meet their parents. Koda never overthought anything like that at all. He was just avoiding Valentine's in a sense.

They would end up near the Yulong River in Guangxi. He would get them a modern hotel but the city had a deep feel of modernity and historical value in every direction, the perfect blend. Signs were not in English here. He found himself naturally translating as they went along even when she didn't ask. He couldn't stop himself. He recalled the difficulty of learning to weave in and out of all the different speakers at such a young age. He only hoped to be helpful not presuming.

The riggamroll of travel wasn't stressful, but time consuming going through the motions. So, by the time they were in a position to finally get themselves ready to have any fun it was day time before the big bang of the fire display on the river.

"We have time for the festival before our river ride on the dragon. You're going to love the street food." He'd say while exiting the hotel beside her.

Was that not always the best when traveling?

"Oh hey look." He saw a sign. He'd read it outloud. "Shakespeare in the park. Yes, we have that here too." He grinned, "Only it's a little different here. You have to see this. Come on. Let's go find it and sit down for a moment. Val's going to be jealous we got to see this and they didn't." Koda didn't always like to keep the subject on the Laveaus, the one thing they both knew they had in common when they first met, but he knew for sure the theater brats would like this. He enjoyed the thought of one upping them and getting to brag later.

This was no regular Shakespeare in the Park. This was a sort that included martial arts and Koda was dying to have a sit with Elsa for this sort.

He'd lean close and whisper translate for her during the performance too unless she told him to stop and found it annoying for some reason.

Despite being, well, Elsa, and the practicality that came with that, she had never once asked for, or assumed a label on what she had going on with Koda. She had never felt the need to put a name on something like this. It almost felt like doing so … would be a curse of some sort. As soon as that sort of pressure was put down upon them, it would start to break things apart. They were .. fucking. They were each other’s dates to things such as the Feral Halloween Ball. They stuck together in this odd world that was constantly seeking to take people away from them. Like two people seeking shelter in the same cave during a storm, a kinship was there, and neither of them took the first step to look out and see if the rain had stopped.

So she had fully intended on spending Valentine’s Day as just another ordinary day. She was no hopeless romantic, like Thomas and Flotsam who were probably doing something very touching, and very special. She had not the slightest thing planned. Not even so much as wearing something special beneath her clothing to reveal that night.

So the phone call was a surprise, as was the long spiel that he had given her. Rambling boys. She found herself smiling.

“I will have to check my appointment book,” She said, knowing full well that Koda knew that she did not have one. Since the fall of New Orleans and the rise of Feral, things had felt a lot more .. go with the flow than they ever had before. A positive way in which the Laveaus and their rowdy gang, especially Koda, had changed her. “But I do believe that day is open to me. I’d be delighted.”

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we make a jump to “guilin” of “guangxi”

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South Lake Tahoe - California - USA (by Albert de Bruijn) 

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Dragon Boat Festival, Yulong River, China 2,300-feet long, 80 total rafts.

Wow!!