The smell of noodles and fried food woke me up just before 7am. Climbing through the balcony, the life outside our bedroom was invading our sleep. My first thought was: where am I?! Slowly the memory of the day before returns. Fenghuang. A remote town located in the west-south province of Hunan, China. As much as I love noodles, the whole combination of smells put me off breakfast. I am the kind a girl who is happy with a bowl of milk and cereal (or toast and hot-chocolate, or smoothie and pancakes or …………). Chinese breakfast is like lunch to me. We arrived in Fenghuang the day before at midday,…