Peter and his band planned to smash their ruined instruments on Saturday night during their program's farewell party, so I strategically planned my return to Shenzhen on Saturday morning just in time for the epicness. It was worth cutting Yangshuo short to see this.
At the party I pretended to be a returning teacher who lives in the boonies. We came up with a story and I know enough of the teacher lingo that I pulled it off. Even one of the program coordinators, after an intense questioning, believed me. It was brilliant.
Around 1 am I was asked to photograph this:
There are over 300 glorious photos of this event.

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