The Huangshan is the sacred mountain of poets. Since the Tang era thousands of poems, paintings and ink drawings have depicted the misty contours of its majestic steep rocks rugged with wind-shaped pines.
We have long planned with Wang Wei to visit together the Huangshan. But this far we have only come to Escorca.
In Mallorca it snows once in twenty years, and this one caught us right in the mountains. The fine snow settling on the jagged rocks and graceful Mediterranean vegetation within minutes changed the mountain range into Chinese. If Wang Wei will not come to the Huangshan, the Huangshan will come to Wang Wei.