As the sun sets, from the Namco back Nyainqentanglha San drug spring resort is 5 o'clock in the evening.
Qinghai-Tibet Highway in the village beside the door to wait half an hour, but also not seen a bus to Lhasa. Crossing the car, truck is also a flash, so far in several of us hailed the man.
Resort enthusiasm of the Tibetan Youth riding motorcycles to the vehicle when the male contact to us so far there is no audio. We have arrived at night in Lhasa, or they will miss the team's trip tomorrow. Did not move, and can only refer Way We run for. Us back to the shop to drink butter tea, from Miss Cai hailed the street, and indeed get off the ground. A Santana car stopped, which had five people, can only squeeze 2 persons. No way, the sky is late, can not wait any longer, and Chen to talk about a good price of 40 yuan per person after me and Anna go first. (They subsequently stopped in a car to Lhasa).
Car filled with Tibetans, the driver said: "You look at the first squeeze, the back seat three people get off in front of." We have five people had crowded into the back seat, the 20 minutes, we are next to the three Tibetan girls at last off, suddenly more spacious.
Middle-aged man beside the driver asked us where's the, that we come from Shenzhen asked: "We have Thangka (Tibetan scroll religious paintings) and cordyceps wholesale, you are going to do?" He was wearing a suit, people look is very smart. We said not interested.
Prairie road on both sides, and then a little farther rolling mountains, cloud sometimes exposed the tall peaks. From here to Lhasa, beautiful scenery, as if exposure to Barry galleries.
After a Yangbajing saw are rural scenery. Grassland in northern Tibet long and almost invisible poplar and barley, the possession of the village is also often occurs before our eyes.
Approaching Lhasa, and in front of traffic jams, waiting in the queues several miles long. Our car crossed a lane from the back cars Wang Qianmian drill. Queues approaching the end, dozens of cars parked neatly in a new military vehicle conspicuously absent. Several workers holding a shovel in front of the car to stop: "in front of paving the way to prohibit the passage!" And seriously questioning the driver about that. We can only at this place called the Ukrainian village stopped two cars Hou Xiang took the Tibetan people from the street spread out a bag of food to enjoy together, it appears that they are accustomed to, is prepared. We ate some fortified biscuits and chocolates and get off after a walk.
Along public roads jammed with impatient passengers, some dressed in dazzling red female tourists busy and soldiers posed. Highway east is one of the barley has been harvested and in poplar, Tibetan houses. Behind the house a few miles is a sun covered by clouds, mountains, dark look dignified. Sunset in the dark background of poplar under the backdrop of exceptionally bright. I took a few photos of sketchbooks drawn carriage to open up inside.
Contacted us and guides Komago learned that the road closure at 10 am has traffic jams, our station wagon ahead in queues, Xiao Sun wants us to go and join. Master Hou is very pleased to see that we rushed to the scene and told our other tour members have been night stay at hotel at noon on the car the other side of the road closure back to Lhasa. We rushed to inform the traffic queues behind the three companions came to join.
20:15, finally commissioned. Apart from the addition through the newly paved asphalt two or three kilometers of roads, paving machine docked at the roadside, carrying shovels of workers dispersed in twos and threes. To pave the way for road closure, but one that is half a day is simply incredible, if in Shenzhen, Masi highway without being strange.
For more than 21 o'clock finally arrived in Lhasa, we are connected to the Potala Palace Square after the tour guides Komago next to a Mongolian restaurant meals.
Lhasa has 1,300 years of history, from ancient Zao Songtsan its capital Lhasa on, it became Tibet's political, cultural center and has become a sacred place of Tibetan Buddhism. In the Tibetan language, the "pull" is a God, "Sa" is the land, "Lhasa" means that God or in the Holy Land.
I never thought that night in Lhasa was ablaze with lights, with a spacious and clean streets and modern buildings cross-shadow-hui, is really a beautiful modern city. In particular, the Potala Palace Square in the wide bustling, if not the magnificent Potala Palace, in front of hard to imagine that they have exposure to the holy city of Lhasa is full of mystery. Guide Komago often ask me: "Lhasa is really beautiful?" "Really, really beautiful Lhasa!" I said sincerely. "That's great! Some say that Lhasa, the U.S. is like." Watched Komago proud smile, we know that she was leaving for the year in Tibet Xi'an armed with the right choice and happy.
Dinner ate lamb chops, leg of lamb, and other Mongolian dishes, drank beer in Lhasa. As set foot on the Qinghai-Tibet road, I have insomnia every day, very tired, his eyes could not open faster, and the face of tasty roast lamb, but also I could not get the appetite.
Is already more than 11 o'clock at night. Back to the days of the domain traffic hotel stay on the road, I saw the Chinese lamp H limp limp walking the walk behind lonely orders. I let the first master Hou accompanied back.
"Is it drunk?" I asked. "No, just drink a little." "Then I will accompany you to go!" "No, I can go." H tipsy hazy, and I feel especially bad. I know that H certainly have their minds, we must drink a point of beer is not intoxicating.
Back to the hotel, I escorted H on the floor, but could not find her room, she had already drunk with their own living rooms which are all remember, we had to turn back the total units, get a long time before allowing attendants to find room number. Did not walk a few steps, H to breathe: "I could not make it move, let me go up, might as well just sleep here." Looking at her soon to sit down at the stairs, I can only say: "Come on, I carried you upstairs bar! "I know that first came to the plateau, that is, empty-handed on the 2nd floor will be breathless, but can not have vigorous exercise, or may be unexpected. Looking sad H, only to take a chance of. I do not know where's the burst of energy, I put the H back into the simmering breath 3rd floor, then quickly depart from this life that I am, and breathing very difficult, clutching his chest, big mouth and a deep breath before the last 10 times slow too angry.
In the room, H drink a few large glass of warm water had been sober a number. I gave a blanket over H and H, after finding her roommates Komago: "H drunk, you go back and take care of H bar!" "Is in your room?" Komago smiling for. "How will my room."
The night was deep, the window has been quiet down the streets of Lhasa, and occasionally a turn on headlights of the taxi whistles, lights are still brilliant.
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