In China, Yunnan has long been called 七彩云南 — Seven Colours Land. The red soil of the highlands, the green of the tea terraces in Pu’er, the white of Meili Snow Mountain, the blue-black of the Lancang river gorges, and the indigo, gold and crimson woven into the dress of the Dai, Bai, Yi and Tibetan communities who live here.
We took the name because it is a fair description of what we do. A well-built family trip is not one spectacular sight repeated. It is contrast — a market morning, a silent monastery, a four-hour train through rice country, an evening where everybody eats something unfamiliar and likes it.
