9.000 miles away

There is something magical about China. A Buddhist monk's face, a fisherman's moves, a cook's handling of knives, the choice of tea leaves, the bicycles, the characters that Japanese people call "kanji" and the bright colors blend with the autumn landscape views of Hangzhou, all carry the same mark. Simplicity. You meet people who they seem to have nothing but everything at the same time. They don’t need wealth or technology to be happy. Their eyes are full of joy, stress-free, something that the western world seems to ignore lately.