摘要
Blue skies, white yurts, and galloping steeds: Modern movies and songs imbue the grasslands of Inner Mongolia with escapist longing, but rural isolation, poverty, and environmental problems create a predatory industry for tourism scams. Is it still possible, or wise, for urbanites to book an arcadian vacation? Or do the grasslands truly belong to the past?
Blue skies, white yurts, and galloping steeds: Modern movies and songs imbue the grasslands of Inner Mongolia with escapist longing, but rural isolation, poverty, and environmental problems create a predatory industry for tourism scams. Is it still possible, or wise, for urbanites to book an arcadian vacation? Or do the grasslands truly belong to the past?
