This village sits nestled in the hills with a wide swatch of abandoned paddy fields (with happily wallowing buffaloes) to mark its entrance. I wonder what took us so long to discover it. It's even got its own watchtower (sadly derelict now), a charming Tin Hau temple with annexes for clan tablets, and some lovely 70s-like balconies. There are some expat families living there but the place feels more local.
If Buffalo Wilbur and I didn't have such deep-seated inability to spring out of bed and get to the ferry pier on time, we'd be moving there in a shot. But living within two minutes of the pier is still more attractive than a charming village, I'm afraid.
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