New Years Day in Xijiang. The Miao girls prettied themselves up; squeal of pigs in the final throes, slaughtered for the day's feasts, could be heard throughout the valley; families sat around the fire getting happy off home brewed rice liquor.It was cold and cloudy during the day, as it has been on this entire trip. I wandered around the town market and up and down the village on both sides of the valley, waiting for dusk and the town lights to come on, to make everything beautiful.
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