Recovery

I had breakfast without Ali this morning and limped to Mr Hu's restaurant. My calves appear to have disowned me. Ali asked me to give her one good reason why she should get out of bed. I couldn't think of one so she turned over and continued to sleep. I sat and wrote in my journal while I waited for Mrs Hu's coffee, French toast and "scrabled" egg. Looking up at the decorative map of Huangshan on the wall I asked Mr Hu where I could find one for myself. He said "wait one moment", got on his motorbike and drove off. In his absence I continued to appreciate my surroundings. Tangkou is so peaceful and quiet. I'm very relaxed here and it feels nice to be somewhere that hasn't been transformed with western influences or swarmed with tourists. After breakfast Mr Hu returned with a pile of maps just like the one on his wall. He sells me one for 2 yuen.

After a day of resting in the nearby internet cafe, Ali and I ate dinner at Mr Cheng's restaurant. Mr Cheng was one of the 4 people who could speak some English in the town trying to get our business. He spoke with the most peculiar English and sounded like Oliver Twist. Our meal was ok but didn't expect much for a pound.