Down the rabbit hole

The morning after (still at the foot of the long qing gorge), my dad and i rented bikes in search for some mad hatters. We cycled through the village, past many padi fields, said hi to the farmers, down the rolling hills, into another village, and still no mad hatters in sight. but oh well, it was so much fun nevertheless!

On our quest!

Nothing beats a morning out in the countryside, observing and learning to live a different life. Along with the birds of the fields and the random donkey, we sped off to where the fields and the mountains meet.


Oh how i love the countryside, basking in the morning sunlight and taking in the fresh crisp air! We cycled on to the second village and were greeted by such pleasant sights. Little boys hard at work, but enjoying every moment of it; cozy little cottages (i dun think u call them that here. mud house?) with grass growing over the top; so quiet is the village because all the farmers are out at their fields. ooo thats the life in a countryside.