The little village in the mountains I stayed in for hiking. Its called ‘Dazhou’. We stayed in a traditional little house because we couldn’t find the hostel we booked. The food was amazing and the people a little weird but friendly. At the entrance of the village were so much tourists because they were all driving up to the scenery spot of the rice terraces, but inside the village there were barely no one. At night the village people made a huge fire and danced around it and made traditional music.
The dress I wear I bought from an old yao-Lady that was making them in front of our house, so I had to buy one!