WITNESS: Shop till you drop on China magical mystery tour

Nick Macfie is an editor for Reuters in Beijing. In the following story he recounts his family's experience trying to keep up with a bucket-shop tour of China's mountainous southwest province of Yunnan.

By Nick Macfie

LIJIANG, China (Reuters) - China has never been more open for travel, and cheap "bucket-shop" package tours, the staple for most Chinese enjoying the freedom to wander for the first time, offer journeys with a magical mystery of their own.

Magical, because the winter views in the southwestern province of Yunnan where I went with my family are breathtaking, especially in the high mountains where taking a breath can be a magic moment all of its own.

Mystery, because we were very rarely told where we were going, when we were going there, or why.

At 2,500 yuan ($340) per person, it's hard to complain.

That included return flights from Beijing to Yunnan's capital, Kunming, tickets for two overnight train journeys, two six-hour bus trips over narrow mountain passes -- overtaking on blind corners included -- and countless trips from tourist site to tourist shop to tourist site to, um, another tourist shop.

They threw in as well three meals a day and five nights' accommodation, though none of the hotels had heating and in one, well off the tourist track, we had to climb over panels of wood and broken furniture to reach our room.

But it was the itinerary that confused, model ethnic theme villages in Kunming and Lijiang, perhaps overkill in a province where nearly half the population is ethnic minority.

Lijiang, with cobbled streets, gabled roofs, arched bridges and rushing canals, is home to the Naxi, who have their own pictograph language and whose women traditionally held sway over the men. There is no need to visit a pseudo folk village here.

Then there were the shops. For every pagoda or faux village, there was a stop at a football pitch-sized emporium. Outside there would be 30 tour buses just like ours, the idea being the tour guides get a cut of whatever their tourists spend.

RESTROOMS AND RETAILERS

Even a restroom stop would involve a trek through such a place to get to the most basic convenience on the other side. Which presumably was why we had an hour for each toilet break.

At one stop, a woman shouting into a megaphone chased us around a warehouse showcasing Yunnan's coffee. Another woman did the same to a second group of hapless tourists. We were spoon-fed milky, sweet instant coffee every few yards, and the noise was deafening.

Then there was the woman selling very sharp meat cleavers. This cleaver, she demonstrated, could chop through rolled-up leather, aluminum tubes, the edge of her chopping board, and of course any vegetables that happened to get in the way.

I wondered whether we would have time to make the door if we declined to buy one.