Zhangzhou: Camping

Zombies
Line-standing zombies waiting for the ferry to Zhangzhou.

Tilt
Rather tilty in the excitement of arriving.

Feathery grasses
Feathery grasses.

Beach from cliffs
Beach from the cliffs.

Arduous trekking
Part of the gang on our long, arduous, difficult, wearisome, several-heptameter trek.
The Germans are exempted from the non-complaint edict under the Cultural Heritage Protection Act.

VUG
Fern-filled circular VUG (for seven points).

Rawk monstar!
RAWK MONSTAR! Frwarrr!
Lying in wait, trying to look innocuous amongst the other raucous rocks.

Our tents?
Our tents?

Campfire
Our campfire!
This would have been before the arrival of the Chinese hoards.

Chinese hoards
Enter stage left: sudden invasion of megaphone-toting trash-producing Chinese hooligani,
who set off fireworks, took part of our campfire, and half our stomping ground.
Ahem-- we're trying to camp on a quiet beach... on vacation from your frenetic,
fun-loving intentions to further the destruction of natural resources, KTHXSRSLYWTFBAI!

Lantern lighting
The hooligani light a lucky lantern, which floats up and away.
You can tell if you are unlucky by the way you start a forest fire.

More
Four are never enough (and not a lucky number) so they set off more.

Bonfire
Our bonfire winds down.

Tents
Our (actual) tents the next morning.

Fish-Sand-Shard
Breakfast of Champions! (Still-Death with Sands of Time and Shard of Pottery
Representing the Destruction Inherent in the Constructions of Mankind
)

Some trace
"Leave No Trace" is not in the collective (nor individual) eco-psyche of the Chinese hoards,
as evident from this cavalierly created and abandoned rubbish heap.

Beetle
Not everyone minds the trashy additions.

Blackened greenbeans
They also char their greenbeans.

Walkway detail
Walkway detail with spiderweb.

Giant shell
Giant seashell.