September 12, 2003, to plan a trip to Tibet two years, but for some reason can not take place, finally achieved this reckoning the sanctity of long-term aspirations.
Fortunately, Pieris also invited to leave, to travel together in the evening 7:00 to drive straight to the airport, through the toll booth, I watched Fei Shi and off the highway, the hearts of thousands of times dreams have been printed in the Tibetan landscape. Suddenly, I exclaimed: how only a few days did not take this road, they built another so quickly such a high floor? Alas! Looks kinda like the China Merchants Bank. Are confused with, the more driving with the car closer together we cried out: bad! Wrong, and go back. Depressed quickly turn around, it is ill-begotten, but also indicates the beginning of our bad luck.
To the airport, boarding pass for End time almost exactly, however, came reluctantly speaker in the voice over, the aircraft should be delayed, to stay at the airport more than an hour. I am boring seated, pulled out of English self-tour brochure just bought the shuffle with Youkouwuxin. Waiting time is always the longest time and again, to stand up again and again to sit down, I think I move all the waiting passengers Gaode no emotion, probably for my "honest" touched, and finally there is no to continue to go on late, boarded the aircraft, found himself hungry, and perhaps just pacing up and consume too much physical reasons.
Aircraft arrived at 13 am safe in Chengdu Shuangliu Airport, carrying his luggage, when they have been mixed with his own shoelaces of foot, it was luck! To get a look at their own luggage and took my backpack rain cover to lose it all of a sudden be dangerous and mood was very bad mood. Have not yet arrived in Tibet there have been various non-Ru Yuan things.
Quickly to a predetermined good close to the Airport Guest House stay there, seemed to be just He Shangyan skin, day daybreak had. Fortunately, the plane did not fly in Lhasa late, sitting in the plane, the hearts of inexplicable excited. When approaching Lhasa, everyone Wang Chuangwai see, I also secretly cast a glance of a surprise, saw a seat the snow-capped mountains, without any explanation, took out his camera, a while a quick photo, after all, is the first time ever seeing snow-capped mountains.
9:30 the aircraft on time to Lhasa airport, Gangchu the side of the cabin, once in Tibet it was the unique eyes of blue gill bursts of numb. My God! In the world there are so many blue days! Didi De floating in the clouds is also endless blue sky, as if you can reach out touch.
In Lhasa airport baggage is a need for patient activities, take advantage of this a long time, I was looking at the airport altitude of 3,700 meters high burst of good shooting.
Removed their luggage is already something an hour later, and weighed about a taxi and do the airport buses, decided it safer to do the airport buses. Picked out a pretty front position so we prepared to enjoy some of the scenery along the way, the United States and the United States arrived in Tibet in pondering over the various freshness.
It also fails to spell out the mind of a sense of imminent travel, car just broke down after just getting out of the near, alas! Is one such unlucky time, but fortunately, this time I'm used to it, since God's arrangement of his own affirmative reason, adaptable bar!
Half an hour later, we transfer to another vehicle to continue to proceed to Lhasa. With the Lhasa River and gradually away in the car behind, Lhasa from us nearer.
2:00 pm, I finally saw what I have always dreamed of Potala Palace, the red wall silhouetted against the blue sky, the majestic, magnificent, majestic, tears in my eyes Han Xu a, I thought it was exciting to me , but then discovered that this is a situation where altitude sickness, heart and subtly ashamed for a long time.
That afternoon, we live to the Asia hotel, take a look at the arrival of a week-stained, her thin lips was very dry, but we like the spirit of a sudden up. Early plateau, I do not dare tamper with a little rest a bit, it took Zhuarong Yi intends to slowly walk around the city of Lhasa.
Stained excited to introduce me to introduce here, there and tell me she was this one week tours, as well as a variety of anecdotes, hear my heart itch for.
Because there is no lunch, around 5:00 pm, appointment peers Pieris, freezing and killing the Lydia meals, one in Sichuan Hachiro small restaurant opposite the school.
To here, but spots a snack bar on Lydia's ads. Lydia meals little facade, business quite good, especially at night, large tables small table packed with backpackers from around the world. Here chilled beef, there is no way I could describe the taste, because I have just touched the beef tongue, I know that this is one my whole life had to eat the best beef, thin, Nen Nen, without a little bit sense of impurities, mixed with pepper, yak meat flavor peculiar, tongue went, have left a variety of Yi Xiang, eating a half a day to be angry with me sighed, too beautiful! Time, as much so delicious, even the so-called heaven Yu Ye Qiong Jiang can not be compared, that is, immediately after dinner, let me return to Shenzhen, I have felt that a worthwhile trip. Clean sweep of eating with a big beef, I decided as long as I one day in Lhasa, I'll eat here, but will eat beef salad here. Pride in eating table food, after a surprisingly cheap checkout discovered, more determined that I treat this place as a canteen determination.
A very dianmen, the United States and the United States of Dazhaobaoge mind began to think of Lhasa and gradually get better.
September 14, sunny, blue sky and white clouds, repeating the beautiful fairy tale world of Tibet.
May be due to altitude sickness, sleep late Qi Lechuang to see out the window neatly placed pots of flowers, hearts finally dispelled a doubt: I really went to Tibet, and can not help but smile living a hint of pride.
After lunch, she decided to Norbulingka and jumped over the iron fence, found the door had been locked on, it is Otherwise buy a ticket into the Norbulingka is impossible. Had moved large stones Dianzhe sitting, depressed for a while and then decided to go back. Norbulingka wall, the long with trees at the tree was very bizarre, packing interleaving, it is do have some taste. Appreciate the blue sky is a natural masterpiece. Suddenly I do not know where to come from a few children, after a brief exchange, actually willing to take us over the wall into the Norbulingka, we can not help but pleasantly surprised, of course, free of charge on condition that we brought the body of the pencil-wide to them, and finally not enough, because when the hair pencil, a multi-grabbing another ghost-like out of more than 10 children. We are a pedestrian along the foot of the wall, a guilty conscience of stuck, and I could hear his own heartbeat, perhaps the air is too pure of Tibet's sake.
However, we are surprised that, in the north gate is simply not the sale of tickets, we swaggering in and went in, was very happy with the gang of kids goodbye. It seems that bad luck is not always followed me.
3:00, we read in the Norbulingka the stage is a very exciting Tibetan Opera. An old lady Turning turning prayer wheels, it is a habit put a POSE, so in my camera which left three unforgettable memories, the old lady did not seem satisfying and looked at me and sparkling smile, laugh Like every household in Tibet, like flowers on the windowsill, so I gave her a dollar, she decided to continue to recede into the distance I see her in silhouette, so I watched her, imagined her blossoming smile. A result, this day I take a lot of pictures of flowers sleep at night when the flora are also a number of fragments.
5:00 minutes stroll out the Norbulingka, I feel the time is also early, ready to walk to the Potala Palace, on the Chakpori, in the most classic took place was very few, and then sat down middle of the road white tower Now, watching the faithful walked hurriedly, watching them turn prayer wheels and watch them knock long head, watching them and that the unique Tibetan pigtail.
Golden sun gradually, taking advantage of such a feeling of yellow, we are the way to a pedestrian street Xianbu, the one near the Jokhang Temple, stains was again stuck in a stall, I had to stand by continuing to talk to me with those marketing knives at a stall that I do not need. Do not know if altitude sickness reasons, stained left, paid for things that do not light left, and returned to Asia after the hotel was very remorseful for a long time, and vowed to buy more expensive after a good make up the difference. I secretly laugh.
Also at the dinner meals Lydia resolved, or that kind of delicious beef salad, can not stand the temptation of this delicious, I could not resist and ordered a beer, I do not think that the wine is really sorry for the Need for such a human taste in wine set-up, I once again from the tip of the tongue to the base of the tongue fully enjoy that carefree feeling of dripping. Then went to Nepal, Western-style steak looked abnormal cheap, I think Lydia mind meals of cold beef.
After dinner, has been the lanterns are 9:00, and put on fleece jacket, walking the streets in Lhasa. Plateau special bright moon, particularly in the United States, occasional clouds drifting across the 12 wire, and more adds a mysterious color.
In the stained proposal, go to restaurants to eat snow and most authentic Tibetan yak yogurt. When the honey slid into yogurt, when a Unit of Luzhou rushing toward us, believe it, saliva have stayed, but most of the reason is because of acid, thick thick, acid sweet, no wonder these two days always feel that the tongue is not so often wrong thing, it is because the function of the tongue has only had time feeling all kinds of wonderful feeling.
Satisfied with, dream about a full window of flowers, I fall asleep Retention saliva lifeless.
September 15, fine.
In order to achieve in Tibet do not buy any ticket into the temple of desire down a hard-hearted, played a got up early (usually a night owl when used to), followed by the first batch of Tibetans in the 8:00 time got into the Jokhang Temple.
In order to more like devout believers in the time of entering the Jokhang Temple, each bought a hada, a simple training of a moment to take the way Hada, bulky cameras do not have dared to zone, hides a small fool the camera, wearing the gray of the Zhuarong Yi, head down the ranks of the faithful to follow step by step, moving forward step.
We have put up a huge buttered tea taste, chatting up strangers in front of the shoulder, followed by the Tibetans have been chatting up strangers, a small hall with a small hall of the shrine, even though there are some boring, slowly I was by their piety, The infection, the saying goes,既来之则安之, and we all learn all of their actions, attitudes, see the mountain thanks to Hill, Xianfo Buddha, the Busch when Busch, the kowtow kowtow when, after a lengthy two - hours, and finally finished the last of the Buddha shrine, the successful, the Golden boarded the Jokhang Temple, looking at the Jokhang Temple Square kowtow believers, the hearts of emotion for a long time.
Out of Jokhang Temple, came to Majiami, business was very idle talk, because time is still early, decided to take a taxi to the Nepalese Consulate General visa, good words for a long time, from the Namaste say You are very handsome, young and handsome officer is still does not give us the same day to obtain a visa, being the case, or wait until the wood measures since then to come back then we'll talk!
Travel days are always flies fast, unlike in the office, watching people enter out, half-pointer, or Pazainaer absolutely still, the time of the fast pointing at 2 pm, at the intersection of youth Shemale watching a performance, it is a burst of admiration of his body, and replace him go to Sera shuttle.
Sera walk to the door, the first did not dare lift, rapid Wang Zuoce Guaiqu paths along the wall, it is the effort has climbed over a small hill, we arrived at Sera's back door. However, this is not really a mountain walked in vain. A small roadside boulder engraved with a number of sixth mantra, often of the streamer from the mountain has been linked to the foot, dazzling backdrop of blue sky Baita were particularly prominent, and a nameless worship occupy our souls.
The back door into the Sera Monastery, the East visiting the West stroll, and then promptly at 3:00, when the monks awaiting debate by the emergence, when the first Lama appeared at the door when I was first impressed by this piece of red color of the and watch them the impassioned rhetoric, vomit droplets appearance, I am deeply impressed by their attitude toward life, into every day so every time so Xiaokan life Xiaokan morals. Gradually, the red spread of my line of sight, the spread of an immense, as if has been extended to the paradise.
Came back from the Sera Monastery in Lhasa minibus return, a young woman accompanied her elderly mother unwieldy legs and feet appeared in front of us. Suddenly, she took out a bunch of full Congbozishang and Tibetan turquoise beads necklace ask how do we like? We are out of courtesy, although could not speak, praised for a long time. She asked us whether or not to? After some bargaining in the future, to 90 yuan traded. We are each other can not understand each other's language, fortunately, a translation of the Tibetan people to help us to do that in between the semi-understand it or not we have completed the transaction. She was very laborious Congbozishang solution, and finally with my Swiss Army knife or was able to complete, she was very careful to help us wrap and tell us she has five children, in her little time to her parents, is too poor, and only selling this bead son because the mother's legs bad the past few years, accompanying his mother to switch Lake Mt wanted for money ... ... we are silent a moment want to do, and they fear is a liar, a long time can not be quiet , get off, I put her elderly mother by the arm down, and there are superimpose their things, and then look at their full disappearance of tough walking the streets in Lhasa, and we do not know how to express 1:00 such a mood, suspiciousness, hypocrisy, cunning, kind, sincere mind over and over again from the flash. So far, whenever we come up with this string of a necklace, thick buttered tea and milk tea mixed with the taste of the real filled the entire space. My eyes always forward them to each other by the arm emerges with a difficult turn a mountain, wading through a river's shadow.
That night, I did not sleep well and, after sleep, just sleep for a very short period of time found the sky pulls out a gray dawn.
September 16 is clear, people can not help but think of the wolf's new album 7:00, together with the New Testament with chartered to that wooden measures, because it really be too much of that wood measures the temptation of the beautiful scenery and decided on that wooden measures for a day.
8:00 departure time from Lhasa along the Lhasa River, looking at both sides of the poplars are fast disappearing in the car's rear window, early autumn yellow has slowly climbed the trees first. Yangbajing approaching, when a team of military vehicles neat exercise the right side of the road, an armored car took an amused me.
After a Yangbajing, everyone feels that there are some butt sitting uncomfortable and decided to took the opportunity to my song! Out of the car is still endless grassland scenery, dotted with flocks of sheep, a small group of Tibetan simple and honest with us chatting. We gave him mention cigarette, boy is very happy, excited to play good at the performance on tape. Picked from the ground, he saw a small stone, a whip on the sheep, the shepherd of the whirr whip wielding straight ring, and then a wave of his arm whirl round, and accurately hit the rocks 40 meters away in a sheep, see we are stunned, they had peer partners were summoned one by one, a time called the small group performances, until the 50 meters within the scope of the sheep are playing far off before anything.
Col Nyainqentanglha when approaching the car in a Tibetan tent door stopped, a young women are crowded yak milk, we are curious look. Her passion let us take pictures, and then happy to invite us to her house guest, from a dark and come up with a stiff of the basket of bread to me to eat, because it is the first zero distance contact with Tibetans, I'm afraid of all kinds of taboos, the decision must be eaten anyway, Erhuameishui, I ate it hard to swallow, focusing instead on the bread. The results of peer-stained, stone is very polite refusal, my mission choke dried bread, hate them a glance, they betrayed me so? Fitted up with me to eat a呀! Perhaps the Tibetan people to imagine too honest, and before leaving, she told us again and again for money, I almost did not eat the bread all to spit it out, finally, backward in the film did not give them pocket, and And, less than 1 yuan RMB is not received, it seems more close to the scenic area to compare the more intractable.
Car was parked in the time Nyainqentanglha col, there are already some people take pictures, col I pulled over a huge streamer with exceptionally under the blue sky toward the wind of the eye-catching. Measures the distance of that wood miraculous changes in the sun with all sorts of colors, from far or near, gives you a general feeling of the sea. The surrounding snow-capped mountains endless, how to look both shwemawa.
As early as 1:00 in order to be able to live a better tent, paused for stays Ganjin Wang wood measures rush it.
1:00 pm to Da Zhaxi Peninsula, pushing a door, a long absence, rushing toward the fresh taste, looked up looked, just a big crows hovering over the mountainside, was formerly only seen in the photo on the scene scene clearly presented in front of people could not believe this truth.
Take a look at the time still early, decided to join with the partners of Mt.
It went wrong-stained wooden lakeside, suddenly they look wrong, sad and cried bitterly, no matter how I comforted, it seems that she would not listen to. A long time, I have not found any special way, she still had not said a word to let you figure this out. I mind a move: That wooden measures, one can let you see where the next life! ? Could it be ... ...? I took her hand, He holds her a bracelet, one engraved with the mantra through the Wutai Mountain opened the sixth light, bracelet, far to throw the wood that measures of the lake. Magic happened, and slowly the pressure of cross-stained even god. Later asked her, and she actually said she was nothing like that is inexplicable feeling very depressed feeling, as crying thing is totally not help their own control, but felt that the wood measures is familiar. I jokingly: Perhaps Shang Beizi you are Tibetans, and grew up in that wooden side measures. After saying so, I can not help but hit a Hanjin, can one really have past lives next life, maybe our next trip to Tibet, they should go to Ram wrong, one can let you see the past life where the next life.
With this one, originally intended to return to the tent on the lake拍几张照片, it seems doomed to more things. Decided to turn Tashi Peninsula, calculated, in theory the need to switch Tashi Peninsula, a ~ 1.5 hours, taking a trip to France is estimated that 4,5-hour walk can all be sure that has completed. Now there are five hours away from the dark, apart from anything else, go!
This year because it is Year of the Goat, Sheep wood measures that can be transferred more efficiently, so we went that day, a village in the entire village of people have come here just to switch Lake. The Tibetans follow these simple back and see a picture full of eolian face, dark under the skin filled with a look of piety. They are a family and with the mouth of a lot of people carrying children, and helped the elderly, and remembered scripture along the way to walk facing the sun between the dark and light.
Meanwhile a lot of people raised a handful of holy lakes in the lake water, wash shampoo wash soul. We are also curious to go in the past, the two boys saw the stained, scoop out a bucket of water directly to the side of stained heads must say at that moment, stained scream before they stopped the two Tibetan hospitality small group, but the indeed Au, but their enthusiasm, or face a bit with washing. It is full of spots, said the bone-chilling water, but added it could illuminate the heart chamber.
Perhaps I did not stained pious reason, or I throw away the reason of her bracelet, and gradually, my head began to ache, this feeling continued into the night, the way in changing the island, I have again and again put a label on become increasingly tight, hoping to slow down to look at splitting headache feeling.
Along the way we have been helped turn mountain Tibetans take pictures, they are dotted around the curious look at digital cameras, when you see your photos, it is very exciting time, and then there is no shooting before the shy, time and again III request a beat make another. I also took out my camera occasionally shoot on a few, resulting in a while on my turn depressed, and think I finished them, they insisted so I gave them to see the photo on the LCD, I have to constantly explain my is a traditional film cameras and can not immediately see the result, but in most cases they still insist to look at, because they do not understand me that hears the Chinese, and this had aggravated the state of my headache. Tragic呀!
However, when I started to change when the film, I began to pride, and because of the change down the film was very beautiful, red and green, so they immediately called for Tibetans stains have been changed film, I saw the helpless look of stained look to the I am, I'll just pretend did not see anything, so she also feel the different languages of the barrier bar!
In the Tashi peninsula of Mt on the way, there are some caves, and we was very curious to find one, and the results expected of our big surprise, an ascetic monk, in order not to disturb him, and we crept money thrown a few cents rushed out.
In this close contact with the Tibetans, we feel that their minds have become more pure. Some of them have kids nosebleeds, and we immediately help the kids clean up, disinfection, dressing, this move is more pull into our distance. Recently, respectively, the time is reluctant to part of. They looked at the footprints away, we are in the final with a hint of twilight under the excitement back to the tent.
Do not go well with rice to eat at night, when the middle of the night that I was suffocating, although there is no trace of the illusion of dream of past lives next life, but I slowly into sleep.
September 17 snow sunny wake up, is already the second day of 8 am, Momo Tou, and nothing happens, and it is the admiration of their own, while Kwame with his side climb up quickly.
When the door opened the tent when the wind mixed with snow was transferred straight to the tent outside is blanketed by trees, filled the snow made the world a silvery white goose feather, with the freezing point of excitement to go dancing, screamed: I of life for the first time to see snow, but also at an altitude of 4700 meters height.
Back in Lhasa when the mouth to the col, we chartered a driver Yeshe let us down slowly and take pictures, of course, can not miss it this considerate behavior. We are crazy chaotic shoot together, until the battery is exhausted. Later discovered that the car is broken Yeshe, so in return later on his way, a moment let us down and take pictures, he just could care about his car.
The only advantage is that we in the cold snow swirling in winds are seeing a few wild ass, and there are a number of tests Gore-tex Jackets in its benefits.
Back to Lhasa in the afternoon the sky had been clear of them unknowingly. After this frustration, the impact of Lhasa inexplicable good together, like once returned to their home. Decision in the next two days to stay in Lhasa, to feel rotten in Lhasa, all the ineffable beauty.
We wandered west from the east, and then wandered east from west. Was very comfortable feeling to stay for two days.
September 19 Ching continued to stay in Lhasa, then I think we do not have to leave this life. Despite the wish to go further left, albeit with some nostalgia, we were still along the Yang Zhuo Yong measures - Lazi - Shigatse - Tingri - Everest Base Camp - Zhangmu forward line.
This path because it is old, so time-consuming and relatively long, but also to the Everest base camp bad chartered, only chartered in Lhasa is relatively more reasonable. Scenery along the way is very very beautiful, is no longer the kind of imagination in the endless monotony. Sheep Lake jade-like colors, gentle, pleasant, when compared with the measures that wood, like a budding young girl girl contain a variety of Qingdouchukai feelings, and makes a winding around on your side, gently in your ear, describing the atmosphere million.
At noon, we Nagarze eating, but this time, actually sold to the cruel naked carp more than 100 yuan a catty, or death, and heads a small, we have always regretted not having time to eat the sheep Lake Fanzhuang be properly naked carp, unfortunately, the car have begun to spill a. In order to repair more delayed more than an hour.
After Pana estate, when once again the feeling of the rich estate, no wonder the British have to go to a place so far away so aggressive. Here were previously inhabited by wealthy slave owner in Tibet, today could still feel the touch of this atmosphere. Looked at cases of the majestic mountain fortress, Red River Valley in the story of lingering in my mind over and over again.
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September 20 drove rushed to the Everest base camp along the way clear, I have a terrible cold, the hearts can not help but have some fear. This section is not a very good walk away, two of them also experienced heavy snow, in between hot and cold, we arrived around 5 pm at the Everest base camp. The air was cold a shock, plug the very death of the nasal cavity was finally opened, I also began to excited, everywhere in the height of 5200 meters to leave all the memories.
A sudden commotion among the crowd, someone shouted one excited voice: Our yak back! Emerges out of the camp immediately warm feeling. Sure enough, a dozen large and small things yaks Tuozhuo flew down from the hills, and finally see the legendary Sherpa. They are an easy invited us to go hiking tomorrow with them shows that the sky was going to send something on the more than 7000 meters of the camp, to help a team of foreign mountaineers road, we asked a bit of time, they said 7-8 days, I was very pharyngeal of a spittle, I feel there are some itchy throat, consider again and again, or give up the idea! After all, now there is no elevator.
Evening, camp tourists gradually increased, I actually was very excited to go pick up the other tent huqin Tibetans, side bomb while singing: sea life, laughing, watching the two sides tide. Ever since, the pig of a night.
At night it began to snow goose feather.
In mind the desire to see Mount Everest has become more and more negligible.
September 21 Yin indeed did not see Everest, with regret, despite the Yaokan back again and again the direction of Everest, and she still refuses to road out of the mysterious charm of the movements. We Meet for two years to climb their own Everest, it is best when you have a rope or the elevator down, my mind and subtly thought.
Down to the foot of the mountain, I suddenly began to miss Tibet together, because we soon get to the next destination: Nepal has.
There are all sorts of emotions do not seem to express, how's it going to leave out? Even with all regret, but regret that the back is the next trip is not the hope?
Tibet, I think it was the decision of my life to go 10 times in the world.
By: john007
