This village was designed to let tourists see into the life of a small Chinese community. At first it just looked like a big tourist spot. It actually seemed fake, as if it literally could have come out of the movies. Once I realized that the people working each of the stands literally made everything that I saw and ate, I realized that I was actually in these people homes. My outlook quickly became a lot different and I began to talk to anyone and everyone I could. I practiced my Chinese more than ever because they knew zero English. They were also not dying to practice their English on me.
Here I am showing off one of his more
complex works. The intricate work that he did with grass was completely amazing. What an incredibly talented man.
That afternoon we were off to the airport. Now you know why I call it the Xi'an blur. The time spent in Xi'an was less than 48 hours. It was memorable, but we were now preparing to begin our next adventure in the "Spring City" Kunming.