I woke up with the sound rain pouring onto the roof of the hostel. The whole day wasn’t too bad though. I went out a little later in the day, the rain stopped, and the sky was clearer. I was able to get a better look at the mountains surrounding the town and to see the fog hovering around the peaks, just like Chinese landscape paintings.
After checking out of my hostel, I walked down West Street, which is like the main pedestrian street in town. I walked to the bus station to get a bus to Guilin. I saw one driving off and the conductor got me on that bus just before it left. There were no seats left, but she sat me down on a bench next to the door. It wasn’t too safe with no seatbelt and the windshield directly in front of me, but I got a good view. The hour long ride to Guilin gave me an opportunity to see how large of an area is covered by this famous scenery.
The bus pulled up to the final stop and I saw a sign to the hostel I wanted right in front of me, which was convenient. I spent the after buying my next train ticket, finding an ATM, and trying Guilin Noodles (Mi Fen).