Imagining the Zhujiang Delta.
It is at the edge of the tropical monsoon, and is therefore wet and warm. The islands and surrounding countryside contain ponds full of carp, and around each pond mulberry trees. Each one is a self-sufficient ecosystem - one component feeding the next in a satisfying cycle. I keep imagining these small quiet places amidst all this activity and wonder how it must be to live there. So much bustle and yet so much peace. And, probably, so much pressure to change.
At the moment I am trying to work out a way of going there. I have worked out a way to get to Guangzhou, but now I want to try and find someone who will take me to the islands and the farms - preferably someone who can speak English and can do a little interpretation for me.