5 April 2013
An old street
Ask and you shall receive.
I intended to walk north and pick a restaurant for dinner, but on the way I saw a brown street sign (global color for point of interest) advertising a folk street.
It was indeed old style, and some old features remaining of old buildings. But it was very quiet, I think its mainly a daytime area when the monastery is open.
As for dinner, it was delicious. I couldnt decide where to eat, too many great choices, so after examining all choices, I spun around 3 times, walked in a direction and decided I would eat at the 10th place I got to, no matter what.
This plan turned out well.
An old street.
Dried meat hanging in an old street. Huge slabs of it. Pork or beef, I am not sure, color makes it look beefy, but the amount of fat suggests pork.
I have left the bike in to give a sense of scale.
A particularly nice old street, I especially like the trees. A sign said nearby was tofu street, but I couldnt find anything that resembled a street full of tofu restaurants.
Further investigation required. I also still need to locate and eat at the place where mapo tofu was invented.
Part one of my dinner was great. Its a giant eggplant, oven roasted with so much garlic that we dont even need Abraham Lincoln.
Part 2 of my dinner was just as good as part 1, and too much to eat. It is tofu and various kinds of mushrooms, with a delicious different kind of chilli.
2 photos of me in one day. I like my jacket a lot.
Just a random gate on the way back to the hotel. Perhaps theres another old street behind it, who knows.