Lovely ride for most of the morning on a relatively quiet and beautifully smooth country road.
Passed lots of plantings of tea, had to take a picture at the giant tea pot.
Lots of rice along the road, with harvesting going on in many of the fields, both mecha
nized and totally manual, which consists of holding a sheaf of rice and beating it against the side of a wooden tub. Extremely laborious.
There were many places along the road where people had spread their green rice in the husk on the road to dry; they were evidently confident that it was not going to rain, because this was happening on a large scale.
Curiously, at the same time, a street washing truck was cleaing the highway with an extremely strong lateral spray of water, but he must have been avoiding the spots where the drying was going on.
We went through a number of rural villages which still had old-style rural residences mixed in among the typical new boxy houses. They had nice courtyards in front, with a gate to close off the road, and very open attics, so there would be lots of air flow under the roof. They were also built close together around narrow alleys, so the sun would not get in as much as with the big new roads. The villages in this area must have looked very different 10 years ago, and people must be going through significant adjustments to adapt to the new style of habitation design. So many of them seem to be living on the parking apron adjacent to the road, rather than in their enclosed courtyard.