A Sunday stroll and a temple
That'll be China then. Tourist boat sculling across the smaller Xili Lake.
Sunday we decided to finish our circumnavigation of the West Lake, by going up to the top and around the Western edge along the Su Causeway.
As we walked along the Lakes edge the mistiness of the weather made every aspect a classic Chinese brush painting.
Again we saw the amazing calligraphers painting with water on the boulevard and another old Chinese man doing rather quease inducing Ti Chi?
And everywhere there are people enjoying the Lake and its views.
Pines enjoying the views.
We had thought that the further around the lake, and away from the main part of Hangzhou, we got the quieter it would get. We had underestimated the keenness of the Chinese to leave no tourist opportunity undisturbed.
We saw from our brochures that up in the hills to the West of Hangzhou was a large Buddhist temple complex. Lets get a taxi and go there. Its up the hills, its got stone steps winding up through ancient fores, it's miles away, it'll be quieter surely.
Alarm bells were rung by the alacrity with which our taxi driver recognised the name on the piece of paper we gave him and sped off. Normally the drivers look at the address we've given them for ages, turn it upside down a few times, and then drive off making a " where's this then" type call to a mate. All of which persuades you you're going somewhere else other than the desired destination.
The fact he knew it so quickly meant either our taxi driver interaction skills were getting better or it was a very common destination.
The KFC and Haagan Daaz concessions by the taxi drop off gave us a clue that it was quite a popular area, and the ticket office was only slightly smaller than the train stations'.
We bought tickets for the 'scenic' area first which included the 100's of stone Buddhas carved into the rocks of the river gorge and up in the hills above. After a quick explore we then bought tickets for the Temple complex which was immense and awe inspiring and busy and most of which you were not allowed to take pictures.
A picture of tourists taking pictures of themselves, in front of other pictures of people taking pictures of their friends. Oh there is some ancient stone carvings there too.
Bamboo Grove at the Yinlin Temple