Secluded Slow Life in Anhui, China: A Mountain Retreat Diary

April 18, 2024 – The moment my bus wound through the serpentine roads of the Dabie Mountains, I knew I’d found what my city-weary soul craved. At 800 meters above sea level, Huoshan County welcomed me with air so crisp it felt like drinking liquid diamonds. My new home? A 20 RMB/day ($3 USD) mountain hut where time moves at the pace of drifting clouds. This wasn’t just travel; it was soul rehabilitation.

Morning ritual: Fetch spring water from the bamboo pipe system. The villagers call it “immortal nectar” – and after tasting its crystalline purity, I believe them. My breakfast? Eggs still warm from the henhouse, stir-fried wild ferns picked at dawn, and rice porridge that tastes like earth’s embrace. Total food cost: $0. When everything comes from the land around you, money becomes irrelevant.

April 20 – Took the local bus to Yixian County, where ancient poetry comes alive. Rented a courtyard home with persimmon trees for 1,200 RMB/month ($170 USD). The owner, Mrs. Li, handed me keys with instructions: “When it rains, open your window – the clouds will visit you.” She wasn’t exaggerating. This morning, I woke to cotton-candy mist swirling through my bedroom, turning the landscape into a living ink painting.

Discovered the rhythm of Yixian:

  • 5:30 AM: Join grannies at the wet market for still-warm tofu
  • 10:00 AM: Write in Bishan Bookstore – China’s most beautiful rural library
  • 3:00 PM: Nap in hammocks under 200-year-old camphor trees
  • 8:00 PM: Stargazing with strangers new friends who feel like family

The magic? Zero nightlife means firefly shows replace neon lights. When my city friends complain about insomnia, I smile remembering how village silence hugs you to sleep.

April 23 – Journeyed to Jingxian’s Maolin Xiuzhu eco-retreat. For 380 RMB/night ($55 USD), I got:

AccommodationPrivate courtyard with tea ceremony space
ActivitiesHandmade paper workshops, bamboo forest meditation
FoodFarm-to-table feasts with wild river fish
Hidden BonusNatural swimming holes in mountain streams

Learned traditional paper-making from Master Wu, whose family has crafted xuan paper since the Ming Dynasty. “Modern people chase fast internet,” he chuckled while sieving mulberry bark, “but real connection comes from slow hands making beautiful things.”

In these mountains, I discovered that boredom is a luxury – and that doing nothing is actually doing everything.

April 26 – Arrived in Shitai County’s “Slow Village” (洪墩村) for a week-long wellness retreat at Yunlu Center (300 RMB/day all-inclusive). My schedule:

  • 6:00 AM: Qigong by the bamboo grove
  • 8:00 AM: Breakfast with villagers (homemade pickles, sweet potato congee)
  • 10:00 AM: Gurdjieff Movements meditation
  • 3:00 PM: Herb harvesting with local grandmothers
  • 7:00 PM: Moonlit poetry readings

The real medicine? Living alongside farmers who’ve never heard of mindfulness apps because they embody presence. Old Zhang, my 78-year-old neighbor, taught me the best life hack: “When tired, rest. When hungry, eat. Why complicate?”

May 1 – Spent my last day at Xiaba Ancient Village. For 8,000 RMB/year ($1,100 USD), artist Chen Liang rents a Ming Dynasty earth house to paint landscapes. “Modern life is like fast food,” he mused while grinding ink, “but here, we cook with time as the main ingredient.”

As raindrops patter on centuries-old roof tiles, I finally understand what “slow living” truly means:

  • It’s resisting the cult of busyness
  • Rediscovering that enough is a place, not an amount
  • Measuring wealth in bird songs per hour
  • Understanding that the most radical act is sometimes… doing less

Practical Tips for Fellow Slow Seekers:

LocationBest ForBudget/DayBooking Tip
Huoshan MountainsUltra-budget solitude$3-5 USDAsk villagers directly
Yixian Ancient VillagesCultural immersion$15-25 USDLocal rental agencies
Jingxian EcolodgesWellness activities$50-80 USDBook 3+ months ahead
Shitai Slow VillageCommunity living$20-40 USDVillage committee

May 3 – Boarding the return bus, I realize I haven’t checked email in 15 days. My phone shows 2% battery – it’s been mostly off. Yet I feel fully charged. The mountains gave me back something cities stole: the sacred art of noticing. Now I see poetry in vegetable patches and philosophy in flowing streams. As the mist fades from the window, I whisper to Anhui: “This isn’t goodbye, just until next slow season.”

In our race to build taller towers, we forgot how to build deeper roots. Anhui taught me that true progress sometimes means staying still.

10 thoughts on “Secluded Slow Life in Anhui, China: A Mountain Retreat Diary”

  1. Visited Hongdun last month! The herb harvesting with grannies was magical. Pro tip: bring waterproof shoes!

    1. blusoutofmyway

      @EcoExplorer Villagers teach ethical harvesting – take only what you need, never uproot plants. They’ve stewarded this land for generations!

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