Our second day in Dali we decided it was be rather pleasant to hire some bikes and take the road up the west side of the lake and then take a ferry back. Little did we know this Sunday venture would end up being such a bad idea. After getting hold of some bikes we headed out of Dali old town and joined a three lane road out of the town. According to our trusted guidebook the road we had planned to take would be quiet as the tour buses take the lower road nearest the lake, little did we know that due to road works this route was now closed. About two km outside of Dali the three lane road became a narrow one lane in each direction road so very quickly we were chocking on lung full’s of thick sulphurous gritty diesel smoke and literally being run off the road by arrogant arsehole Chinese bus drivers. With drivers overtaking buses constantly despite oncoming traffic we were nothing but another small bump in the road, Sam was hit by a bus wing mirror and we were both almost knocked down more times than we dared to count. This was not the relaxing country cycle to the little village we had in mind so after about 10km we gave up and cycled back annoyed and with hand full’s of big rocks to throw at the next bus that hit us.
The rest of our time in Dali consisted of checking out the town walls, checking out the markets, enjoying the food, enjoying the bad monkey bar – one of the few places in China owned by English people and a visit to the most boring museum we have ever visited.
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