So, we went to an “old village” near Yangjiang yesterday.  When someone tells you that you’re going to an “old village” in China it can mean several things.  It could be a top-of-the-line preserved tourist village complete with gift shops – or – it could be an old village where people live.  Yesterday’s village was the later, which I enjoyed.  We had to drive on a small road (that in the US we would call a sidewalk) after stopping to ask directions no less than 10 times.  It was an interesting adventure.  I may have been the first American to tour the village in its 300 year existence.  I’m definately the first with a Nikon…