On the way to Yuanyang we met a very kind guy from Frankfurt – Jan-Marc. He studied in Shanghai, had a few weeks off and travels alone through Yunnan. During our time in Yuanyang, Jan-Marc was not in the same hostel like we, but we met him almost every day. It’s not that we arranged any appointments before. No, he was always somewhere where we were. Jan-Marc, that mysterious guy from another world…
However – The town of Old Yuanyang is a Hani minority settlement atop a ridge of the Ailao mountain range at an elevation of around 1570 metres. The winter temperatures here, although never freezing, are such that they only support one rice crop a year. After the harvest, from mid-September till mid-November depending on the elevation, the terraces are filled with water until April, when planting begins. (Source: Wikipedia)
The vast majority of the ethnic minority women in Yuanyang county still wear traditional clothes as their daily attire. The main ethnic group is the Hani who share the region with several other minorities such as the Yi and Miao. Market days in the villages tend to be very colourful when the different minority groups in the vicinity, each in their own traditional costume, come together to trade and socialise. (Source: Wikipedia)
We did many little hikes through the rice fields and charming villages. These days were very foggy and wet. For us no reason to getting grumpy. At this location the time stands still. Raw, wild and original. Little alleys, dogs, cats, chickens, geese and pigs running on the streets.
Kids play in a little trench near the street, catching fish, having fun. Traditional, well-dressed locals work in the fields, carrying harvested food through the streets to sell them at the market. Men trade about a chicken, another shifts away a box full of living carps. A dead, bloody animal body hangs next to a barbershop. Old men play cards. Us unknown seasonal fruits and vegetables everywhere. We buy some – fresh and tasty! School kids with just purchased little snacks, watching us strangers curiously. Jan-Marc stands beside us with his very used sneakers and umbrella.
The last night we stayed in a very strange guesthouse. Next to the bed was everything you need for an exciting night – Haha!