The night we departed from Chong Qing.
We woke up the next morning and the journey was underway.
Mia in our pleasant cabin.
Going to breakfast.
The banks were just shapes in the mist.
Monica enjoyed the brisk fresh air.
Houses and apartments along the river.
Mia is overwhelmed with awe and wonder.
A massive bridge under construction.
One of the many ships we saw dry-docked for maintenance.
The whole place was eerie and vacant.
A half-built city that was bigger than downtown Austin. Completely silent.
A blind woman woman at the entrance to the ghost city.
This guy gets better reception here.
A bridge leading to the largest cave in China.