Back in Sichuan (briefly), and I spent 2 days back at Emei, where I spent most of a summer 2 years ago. The hot steamy weather is just changing to Fall, and the air at the mountain (this time I was just at the foot of the mountain, near Crouching Tiger temple) was clean, and wet and has this distinct smell of electricity. Sure feels nice up there, especially compared with Chengdu!
My friend Lillian and I hiked up and around, poked in and out of the temple, ate a vegetarian dinner, and talked, talked, talked, TALKED. (We first met in 2003, on my very first day in Chengdu, oh so long ago, and still have a lot to say to each other.)