Sep 18 | Shangri-La: And the Magic Starts

By Ingrid Backstrom

Boarding the flight from Chengdu to Lijiang, after 48 hours of travel, it was all I could do to open one eye. I napped standing up on the bus TO the plane. And, took the escalator in the airport. I NEVER take the escalator in airports.

But the second I stepped out onto the cobblestoned lantern lit streets of the ancient city with Kasha, Jimmy and Giulia, the vicious jet lag evaporated for a magical couple hours in which we wandered and gaped at the shops, the streams and the glowing temple on the hill. Then, we were all out for eight hours.

We're all so stoked to be here!

Ingrid, Giulia, Kasha, Jimmy