In Yangshuo

We're sitting in a little cafe in Yangshuo, waiting for our lunch. We hiked to the top of Moon Hill this morning... instead of high rises as far as the eye can see, like we have in Shanghai, there were karsts as far as we could see, rising out of the mist. It is lovely here, green and lush. Yangshuo is a relatively small town about an hour drive from Guilin, in southern China. This week we are climbing, biking, going to Chinese cooking school, kayaking and caving. Last night we all crashed hard, asleep before 9 o'clock, exhausted from a day full of adventure! We've already taken about 500 pictures. Can't wait to share them with you. I'll say this... this is certainly one of the most beautiful places in the world I've ever been! As we biked through rice fields yesterday, with karsts all around us, I found myself imploring the Lord for my children, especially Gwen, to remember this beautiful creation for their whole lives.