Yi woman

This seller came onto the bus in Xinjie and made a few sales of roasted corn whilst we waited for the driver to turn up.
She is from the Yi minority culture - one of two groups of mountain dwellers living by and still working the ancient rice terraces we were visiting. The embroidery on the Yi women's clothes is extraordinarily lovely but for all that, it's not tourist get-up but everyday gear - you see them breaking stones, carrying produce and babies, driving cattle, and working in the fields, dressed in all this finery. And the washing lines have tunics, sashes, the lot, all pegged out to dry, just as if it were Tshirt and jeans.

We had some of the rice they grow for dinner. It's naturally slightly red and tastes superb!

PS the driver turned up late - justifying his position as two-tone horn diva and mountain-pass overtaker extraordinaire. The mountain roads are mainly hairpin bends with concrete blocks at strategic points signifying "you are about to die". but he didn't care a single solitary damn - and not one of his passengers died