Yangshuo. A cluster of villages in the middle of outstanding karst scenery, right on the shores of Li River, and full with caves, limestone peaks, and foggy cloudy weather that adds to it. Biking through the muddy village roads purged me of all the sins of liquid and smoke consumption committed in the last few weeks.

Yesterday was a chinese holiday, and masses of professionals and uni students from Guangzhou had descended for a day out. We were drinking in a chinese bar, downing beers and listening to a young chinese band sing love songs, and watching this one giant group of early-21s play a game of dice.

We tried to get one of them to explain the game — not much success there, but in the process, we found out that they were a good old ICQ (QQ in China) community who were meeting face-to-face for the first time. They didn’t know each other’s names, backgrounds, nothing. All they knew was their code number. I had always heard of such meetups, but never witnessed one. Nice.

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