My last stop in Guilin is going to be Fubo Hill. Making it here will be an accomplishment as I have tried a couple of times now and ended up lost. By now I can kind of figure out how to walk here from my hotel, but I am not leaving from my hotel. Nope, I am leaving from Yao Mountain. Boy was this a production.
I want to take a cab to Fubo Hill from Yao Mountain. There are lots of drivers in the parking lot, none of whom will pay attention to me when I approach them. A couple walked away, one was sitting in his car and rolled up the window. I find a group of cab drivers all together. One keeps putting out a huge wad of cash and flashing hundreds at me to the point I wondered if maybe “taxi” or “Fubo Hill” sounded like “hooker” in Mandarin.
Okay screw you guys, I will walk all the way out of here back to the main road and catch a bus. This is a pretty long walk as I saw on the way up here. But I have a hill to see and then a flight to catch, so off I go.
As I am walking down the hill, a cab stops for me. He is yelling “FUBO HILL” at me and I am ignoring him. I am pretty far down and I no longer need a cab since I am already gross and sweaty from the walk. He keeps yelling at me, I keep ignoring him, pretending I am so engrossed in taking pictures of whatever this is (I have no idea what this is):
“FUBO FORTY YUAN. FUBO FORTY YUAN”
It becomes clear that he is never going to stop yelling at me until I get in the cab. I get in the cab.
Fubo Hill! I am finally here! Hello General Fubo!
Back out on the other side, this is Sword Testing Rock where legend has it that General Fubo had used this rock to test his sword.
After leaving here, it was time to go back to my hotel to collect my stuff and head to the airport. To prove once and for all that after all the times I got lost looking for the bus to Fubo Hill this trip, I did actually know where I was, I walked back to my hotel.