West Lake, in photos.

These require very little explanation... 

the weather was lush one night, golden light and all, so I took some photos, they turned out pretty nice.

A little bit of football on a sunny evening. Please also clock that its about 35 degrees. 

I don't understand how anyone can move in this heat, never mind run...

apparently the guy on the right, the one of the ground, agrees.

Earlier, the sun wasn't as spectacular, I admit, but fishing was everywhere. And it always is here. I run in the morning; there are people fishing (as well as swimming in the (quite disease-filled I'm sure) lake). Walk in the evening; there are people fishing.

 

What massi fish - don't pretend like you're not impressed.

this guy seems a little more trad and serene and postcard-perfect.

I will end with him,