I've been on Lugu Lake for the past however many days.  I've lost track of everything to do with the real world.  Can it be that I have found the last unspoiled piece of China?   The only boats on the lake are the long wooden canoes of the Mosuo people.  I asked a woman today where her husband was.  "On the Sichuan side," she said, pointing across the lake.  "He has his own family and I have mine."

I came here to study and to write my research paper, but I can't speak Mosuo and my computer currently has a broken hard drive.  Instead I play with puppies and kitties in this animal kingdom where pigs, ducks, and ponies roam the streets, and turkeys wander in and out of restaurants.