

Last weekend Chris and I went to our friend Ge Beilu’s hometown (top-right in the first photo) in the south of China. Her family was warm and generous, the food was amazing, and the countryside was so relaxing. I wish we could have stayed longer. Here are a few highlights from the trip.






Our pilgrimage to the world’s largest Buddha. It was a haunting and magical sight. These photos don’t really do it justice. When I first saw it from the distance, a chill ran down my spine. I kept expecting to see the Buddha run around throwing large boulders onto the small villages below.







An awesome day of ridiculous fun. First we rode a zipline to a small island about a mile away. Flew over thickets and sharp rocks, and crashed into a pile of mattresses probably a lot faster than we were suppose to. If knew how sketchy the rig would be, I probably wouldn’t have gone. Afterwards, we got into large plastic balls filled with air and unsuccessfully ran across water. All the Chinese spectators had a good laugh at Bishop. I have to admit, watching him tumble around in the over-sized hamster ball was unbearable.








For our last day in Cheng Zhou, we went to a small village outside the city and had a marvelous day of fishing and eating local food. Actually some of the best food I’ve had since arriving to China. I have to tell you, fishing without a reel is very difficult. It’s particularly awkward to cast. Beilu’s uncles just made fun of us most of the time, especially after telling them that we’ve done plenty of fishing growing up. They must have thought we were full of it.
The trip was wonderful and I can’t wait until the next one. Hopefully next we’ll be headed to the far northeast.