
Tomorrow the beard comes off! I kept telling him that you can't hunt deer in China, but he wouldn't listen.
MY NIFTY LITTLE BLOG
It was the best out of three with five bowlers per team. The stakes were high. The losers pay for dinner, drinks and bowling. Fair enough. Now let me introduce you. From left to right we have; Phil, Napoleon, Ritchie, Renato, Danny, Jenny, Klynt (the bearded wonder), Eric, me and Nilo.

West Lake was our first stop. The pagoda, hills and distant city were muted backdrops thanks to a hazy, grey sky. This is just a sample of the many boats that toured the lake that morning.
At our second destination we saw quite a bit of these guys. All throughout the garden there were various carvings, similar to the ones pictured above, tucked away in the rocky landscape.