People of Anqing
We’ve been counting down until our next travel expedition, but the last day being in Anqing was bitter sweet. It was a day full of photos, heartfelt words, hugs and goodbyes. As we got on the taxi with our lives (and one way tickets) once again packed into our backpacks, we see the old school guard standing outside the gate waving goodbye until we were driven out of sight. It suddenly dawned on me that we were leaving this place for good, and felt a surge of gratefulness for this unique experience. We were more than ready to move on, but there’s no doubt we’ll miss the great relationships and people we’ve met. With some of the locals, we may have only exchanged as much as a few words or sentences here and there, but it didn’t matter – you still somehow manage to form a relationship with the simplest gestures. So here is a page dedicated to the authentic people of Anqing and some of those who made our experience what it was.