This line should my 20 years of the most courageous for once, the most panic Miao is that I forgot to go too fast even watch, but did not apply for mobile phone roaming services! This is regarded as completely under the lonely!
From Chengdu to Xining on the train, (I do not know why but do not just buy the Xining to Golmud) along the way hearts are filled with doubts, I am now where? My aim is to Tibet Mody, go to Tibet for? There is a little bit scared but there is no answer. Xining, Chengdu cold air were significantly higher than a lot of wear a jacket straight into the station, the one person in a strange place where I dare not to go the nearest station, hotels do not have a Guannameduo lived in, because it is quite a low half of the amount of new open 50, (compared to backpackers place to live but then I quite expensive) clean, standard rooms are comfortably let me sleep a night. The next day in Lhasa bus straight downstairs is private, much cheaper than the state-run, I am afraid that they are a high Qinghai-Tibet road in what is lost or the state-run stations have chosen the car. I was the first time long-distance car ride, which people feel the need to muddy the air suffocating, but okay, open the windows is fresh and cold plateau. I do not know how long it wants to open a car to get to Lhasa, only to see the big mountains and endless scattered nomads tents. Plateau is always so dark on the night, 9:00 the sky was so Liangtang Tang, and people feel weird and exciting. I do not understand is no bathroom in sight along the way the car will stop running certain period of time men and women of various stations of the side of the problem. At first I also can not accept the excretion of less direct way, in order to facilitate even the inconvenient little I began to "hunger strike" includes the water not to drink, thirsty, wet up to his throat on a small mouth. I also insist on such a miracle for a whole day, but later we still follow the "do as the Romans" the. Are still driving the car at night, many people have gone to sleep such as snoring big step since apart from shady looking out the window like a heaven and the earth is beyond the brightest of the stars of those dense, and it was a kind of illusion is like the beautiful, is not how true.
The next day the driver take him to quickly tell us if everything goes smoothly tonight, will be able to advance to Lhasa, listening to such good news for people tired of the excitement began to reveal the smiling faces. When the car through the Tanggula better take pictures of people, blowing cold Duoduosuosuo. The air is too cold I can wear all the clothes to body kits, the result was not warm, because not thought out how cold front caught two summer jackets aboard bag plugs, I thought two would be enough for of the bar.
Car kept rushing road, climbed over countless mountain who look forward to the city's image, at the end of the end is still boundless as the sea sting Shing House, prosperous, lonely Qinghai-Tibet railway tracks in the railway workers based Chaperone Next quietly lying on the road side. The sky is blue, the snow-capped mountains continuous. Dark, misty rain began to scatter. All bets are sleepy, waiting for arrival. When will I do not know, people have started using cell phones and the family friend contacted them to stay, when I know that Lhasa, far away. Lonely I do not have any contact tools, and even the time is not, ask people know faster next 12 points, and middle of the night, I where to do, rain is becoming increasingly larger. Tibet seems to know there is a backpack before the Inn called "auspicious." 1:00 faster the car stopped at the city railway station, braving heavy rain I have a bit helpless, head to the taxi driver waved and jumped up to tell me to go, "auspicious." The driver is traveling to see me off suggested that I go to "8 Lang study" because the "auspicious days" may be closed, and I can anyway, regardless of shelter from the rain on Come on, the way I saw the magnificent Abdallah, in the shadow of night-light and rainwater was filled with the incomparable magic of color.
Not far to the Inn opened the heavy door step in. The shop I chose to pass 20, with a total station Tibetan aunt told me that mixing men and women to live, I stare dumbfounded at first, then think backpackers should all like it, then peace of mind Reed, after the registration of Contributions up to the third floor. This is the seat Tibetan architecture, stairs of wood is strong and steady rounded shiny. Middle of the night without sleeping, as if all guest room, still heard the voice chat. To find their own room, which has two tenants, and a man and a woman, they are also chat, and later through an understanding of know that they came from a one from Shenzhen, Xi'an, not the first time to Tibet, and who has just returned from his sister Nepal back, when I learned that from Tibet to Nepal can do! Brother who did not go to it on time every day which is also from the "Hachiro study" across the road on foot to the "Lydia" restaurant food.
"Hachiro study" primitive rooms 4 beds, white sheets while feels will be able to know his age is not quite smaller but fairly clean I chose the bed by the window intended to be the next morning, the Holy Land on the first ray of sunlight, so that my point of Buddha's Aura is also stained. I started collecting bag Wangdeshangyi throw inside Dongdong. Nongwan after I staged a hot pot down on the hot legs, They see me address him by this act of corruption! Are we going to Tibet, there are hot hot foot wrong? Later I learned the real backpacker in Tibet are not quite as extravagant!
Tibet Oolong Line's "Hachiro study" on the third floor room on the 4th! (B)
