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The low temperature at night for a long time I could not sleep in the morning woke up, daylight has become bigger and brighter, I seem to miss my legendary Cameroon lake sunrise.
Water cool, but the wash is not a problem, but should not use soap and toothpaste and other items. Occasionally, one or two Red-billed crow flew over (seems like has been seen on television ravens). Feel good walking in the lake, in addition to the occasional passing car on the road, everything is so comfortable.
There is almost no trees, all the mountains are dotted with some of the show flat short grass. Here is very backward, about 22 o'clock last night to stop the power generation, not to mention what the side show, and the only thing was a modern restaurant on the wall that the Department of IC card phones. And that three foreigners together, but because the language barrier has become uninteresting, inverted, or hanging themselves more comfortable. Although the major tourism projects on mountaineering and the lake on foot. However, the low temperature last night told me that, by virtue of the existing equipment requirements, or explore the mountain snow line is almost equivalent to committing suicide, according to the lake on foot, according to the calculation of Tibetan antelope to use 11 days time, I was in any case impossible. My border permit had expired, and now it seems only to 2 days time, I do not want to provoke in the border area during this period any trouble. So I can not go to Hongqilapu, tower counties away and therefore becomes impossible. I have decided to return to Kashgar, rest a day after the start return journey home. Means that the edge of the lake in Cameroon, I have ended the trip in Xinjiang.
From 9:00 am to 11 points, Cameroon lake have been converted in four kinds of colors, but most of the cameras can not be photographed - the sun in your front. Can only appreciate this colorful lakes remain in the mind.
Pen lost, probably in Cameroon lake. It is not a pleasant thing. As I have to teach G. Her friend said, I will also hear young master said: Since I was too excited and your pen to stay in the magnificent landscape of the Pamirs between. It is extremely regrettable G. French girl in Shanghai, a prestigious university undergraduate reading. Standing about 175CM, long round face, brown hair, brown eyes. Chinese put it very well, still can speak fluent English, it seems that there are Spanish and Japanese. It seems was a professional photographer.
I decided to return to Kashgar, after staying with the French in Cameroon lake.
Cameroon lake, a good midday sun. Earlier than 12:00, and shuttle bus has not come to sit on the side of the steps of the camp to enjoy the beauty of Lake Cameroon while and chatted with the locals and the French grammar, Chinese characters, ethnic, religious, Zidane, Jacques Chirac , U.S. imperialism, very interesting. Until the burst of car engine sound.
13:10 bus came, we got up and packed his things into scenic spot gate, he saw two foreigners recently, the bus actually drove off. It is hateful, in identifying shuttle disappeared behind the mountain corner, we are helpless - obviously, we were Kunzaizheli, this is the last thing I want to happen. Tibetan antelope to the tower of Kashi Prefecture, said one train a day, the locals talk about a half hour or one and a half hour later there is a group, listening to whom? Do not know. Just take pictures. 10 minutes later, we decided to down along the highway, so we are moving forward (although here to Kashgar 200 km), it is important even if the bus came, and we stopped it in the road.
Walking in the Pamirs, was just fantastic. Is close to Lake and kongur Cameroon after a long mountain, behind a curtain Shita Ge peak. Days azure blue, and lofty deep. Beaches have been a red-brown covered with short grass, water reflection in the sun with blue, blue, green light. A few calves in the lake beach lazy to eat grass. We walked down, chatted casually for several days, several miles above the ground calculation of the number. An hour passed, no bus, or even any kind of vehicle. The sun is still shining, snow-capped mountains still to accompany, a very quiet road, and occasionally a crow flew over the outside of the only hear our own footsteps.
The role of mountain sickness might be it, the girls tired, non-stop drinking. I remember she once said that last night there was a clear heartbeat. Although the height of three Qian Yumi did not prevent me smoking, I decided to break 2:30.
2:30 hailed the efforts of several failures, we have a dry place to sit down. Around there is no water, only the high mountains, compaction of the land and withered grass. Nang and the girl ate some cold meat, and I had to tell her that the water is running out to drink as little as possible, otherwise we will soon feel the cruel side of the mountain. Although I said very easy, even a joke that there is no car can be camping, I have all the equipment (but I know that equipment is insufficient to meet the low temperature at night). Clearly, these words had an impact on the psychology of girls, and she asked to return to the camp refused to move forward.
3:15 uphill road to be difficult to walk more, perhaps because we have too much physical exertion, we once again break 3:30. Girls appeared tired, and I very tired, a two-hour downhill walk very easy, but I forgot the mountain is really not easy.
Has finally come to a car, excited. This is the liberation of the sheep brought a truck, car, there are an old man take care of animals inside the cab beside the driver, only Fu Jia. Talk about a good price 50 yuan / person, the driver promised to send us to Kashgar. Car walked slowly, without Fu Jia Lun mouth off, and small cabin a little more lenient.
The driver is a very simple and honest of the Uygur people, about 40 years old, who know a little bit of Chinese are basically unable to communicate. To compensate for this is probably regret even put a smart Uygur song to listen to. Despite the liberation of sound trucks is not flattering, but the little girl is still very excited and tired just made a completely left behind. It's no wonder, I think we should all be for the first time local people so "up close" - the foot is a gentle lamb, and a containing a kitten She Pidai, cat in the bag not stop protest. Uygur around is simple and honest drivers, the place for us to play beautiful music. There are still dozens of cars behind the head the same lovely Yanger, from time to time Baa Baa Liangsheng. By the way, there is a donkey and a calf, foot-stomping from time to time calling on the irritability of the stack Liangsang Zi. The window is a beautiful Pamirs, muddy torrents Taxkorgan River valley where in the tens of meters deep. This previously only seen on television exposure where the scene is now actually, this is a wonderful feeling, a feeling of excited people. Magic Pamirs.
Some girls, all of a sudden cough, as an extension of time dealers, flu symptoms all the more apparent. He advised her to take medicine is in any case refused, but said nothing.
5:00 gez whistle mouth, we get off verification. Sinotrans and other teams are also on the roadside, looking like a large oil field equipment, a long convoy carrying a per vehicle parts, an awe-inspiring. Our driver stopped the car at the roadside, he wanted to eat. While still the morning to eat a little something but I was not hungry, sub is not clear if that will mean mountain sickness at home, when one day without a meal is also a regular thing. She had also been eating a pear, cold symptoms more apparent.
5:30 truck continued to walk, still in the mountains turn, but the girls are not as excited just like that, see that she was very uncomfortable.
6:00 another stop, the driver went back playing with these animals. I explained to the girls, "restrained" after the word Huoxiangzhengqi sent her six bottles of water - this is my band only symptomatic drugs. And very seriously to this little foreigner pointed out: First, it is traditional Chinese medicine, is several things that I do not know what it is a mixture of plants. Secondly, it is difficult to drink a lot of Chinese people themselves do not taste like this stock. Of course, told her usage and dosage.
7:30 car parked on a bridge does not go. The driver let us get off to help another vehicle that we stopped after our fare to them. It was a white pickup, and we sat in the back. Dealers quickly, basically in the 100 kilometers per hour or more, but we are still far away from Kashgar.
9:20 we finally returned to full-color Kashi hotels. Re-opening back to his room and then I go alone to eat Daoshi found a very good little restaurant. Excellent full hotel turn right, walk along the people of West Road for about 10 minutes there is one called "Kunlun halal restaurant," the shop, the shop is very clean, the boss is a native of the Uygur people, about 50-year-old look like a very warm and dealing with others, and speak English True enough. After that I come from Tianjin, strongly recommended his "Rahman" (ramen), a taste of excellent taste, under, also known as a bowl. Said that for a bar, so the cooking himself busy serving a plate of half-fried noodles, taste better than the Tianjin Xinjiang restaurant sold out of a hundred times stronger, and very cheap, two sub-totaling only 7 yuan. Never eat food, and even claimed that good. Before I left the boss himself sent out the door, and even will urge you to do next time come back to the ravioli. Note in passing that the door to "chaos" word should be "ravioli."
11:00 Back to the hotel shower, watch television diary in preparation for sleep.
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