Tan days seeing friends, "My trip to Tibet", always feel that has something to say, and the pool days, I is not, then what good things, but I want to say, and Tam-day friends, like the article, it is absolutely true.
In most cases, people are always those who themselves have the money, nothing of the sharp pen of the lure tourists, they used a novel observation of the eyes to see rivers and mountains of alien customs and in the highly developed civilization has changed under the influence of the shape of religion, this feeling may be, and we are criticized for spending too crazy jump up to the room and also a bromidrosis asthma and Shi Shi are relaxed and happy Chongru forget is the same as when people in the city's busy feasting for a long time living under natural sparsely populated areas thought to experience something, so young will have to make hue and cry: I want to go to Tibet! I want to Xinjiang to go! I want to major Western country to contribute their youth and talent! Hey, Tam days friends do not know whether such a hot-blooded youth who are.
I do not intend to belittle the real hero of the west who are willing to Feng, but I firmly believe that, after all, are few. Friends in front of a computer whether they heard about 80 years of violence in Xinjiang Aksu? I would have died at gunpoint that year the countless innocent people expressed understanding and sympathy, while those who would like to caution later, the vehicle in front of nature, and, after a warning to car! The situation is similar in history many times the southwest border of the emperor, "A system for Tuen Mun," Ming's "Huguang fill in Sichuan," but then the natural condition of south-west provinces of Xinjiang, Tibet, after all, much better than that.
And Tam different days, for Tibet, I would just be a passing, that time was so young I should belong to the list, relying on Yigu ambition and full of enthusiasm, I have traveled across a bicycle across the country, if someone asked me right Where the deepest impression, I will answer in Tibet; if someone asks me what the most dangerous place, I will answer in Tibet (for me into the Taklimakan Desert have been alone in people, the answer should still have a little weight) If someone asked I am of what ethnic groups are most friendly and honest, I am a bit hesitant to answer after Tibet Tibetans, Kham in eastern Tibet, who may be contaminated by the Han people Diao rolling, feeling not so good, but after the possession of the Djiba boba They are with their enthusiasm and kindness made me thinking that the number of times Xin-Zhi Qi Xia, such as steel.
Do not think I'm here extolling the Tibetan people are singing a different tune in and Tam days and I like him is to use conscience and conscience in a dialogue with you. Lhasa is a very modern city, where there is no re-plant, the largest brewery in the plant may be in Lhasa; there do not even have any real business, except for some transfer stations and consumer sites. I do not know what can be developed in Tibet, the Hoh Xil mountains of gold? In addition to extremely harsh natural environment where wild unimaginable gold miners from outside the city's young master ladies can stay a long time - perhaps a short stay would be inconceivable; the borax ore over the mountains? Environment is harsh, determined as the mineral developer's first mainland friends who may wish to do first two years of the mine where some of the mining industry practice; Brahmaputra Grand Canyon? And India, where there are border disputes, not to mention there is China's only remaining virgin forest, you have the heart to destroy it? ~~~~~
The friend countered Lake days, saying that Tibet is not so terrible and dangerous, I would like menfolk How did you arrive in Tibet? By plane from Chengdu? By bus from Golmud? May take the Sichuan-Tibet road, right? You go after the Tibet not? Stayed for how long? Your sunscreen yet? How many you can eat raw meat? Hey, come to Tibet is not eaten raw meat, then you have not actually been to Tibet. Here, I tell you, I had the day riding on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, 180 km, or in serious gastrointestinal problems, I often attack from time to time have to lie on the roadside under the premise of Tude turned upside down. How my stomach was it? Is obtained after the possession time, then I'm hungry for several days. In addition to the snow crevice solution of thirst, I was almost under non-grain rice. In the wilderness where I have been efforts to find even a little hay, the reality I quickly became disillusioned, one looked, in addition to the barren rock mountains and dazzling snow on the jian, that is, at the foot of the land had been desertified, as well as passing vehicles to go into the road - you may have never seen such a wide path, where the wheel is the way that you walk along the wheels may also be wrong, but when you find the wrong way when you may have not looked back the power, you might be there a long Shuibu Xing; you can in the "road" to see the edge of a bones of the dead, come go and see mentally prepared not to be a mixture between cattle and sheep bones, similar to your bone intimidated.
Seems to be 88 years, the two drivers to drive in from the Xinjiang Uygur Yecheng into Tibet, the way the car Sodom Sodom ditch about 30 km away from the local anchor, and two drivers jumped ahead of them a 15 away from the Sodom kilometers of the place fell, another strong number, there is 1 km away from Sodom, also fell, fell forever. I am fortunate than they, I saw a yak, but I was also 800 meters away from the place where Sodom fell, and fell to the ice like the river of iron, perhaps I should not life be extinguished, and a yak rescued me, it licking my nose, probably because that's a little above the salt. I do not know how long fall, but I remember clearly, and the remaining 800 meters, I used 48 minutes to get there!
My sanity has been confused, though common sense tells me hungry stomachs can not eat too much, but theosophy stupid I was to eat a bowl of Article 7, 7 bowls! Have you ever seen the largest foreign bowl, now I am indulging in the city known as a bowl of white-collar that I might not even have to go eat. May be the time I ate 7 bowls, my stomach quite a woman who gave births than bigger, I lie down, and the United States and the US's slept ever since I spit blood, blood in the stool.
Do not think I was an alarmist, 92 years in January of DORMA ditch, known as Death Valley, DORMA ditch, when the temperature is about minus 40 several times, the altitude where the whole 5000 meters above sea level, where there is not enough oxygen while to eat, but I have not reflected by the high mountains tortured, but I remember I was wearing hiking a few thousand dollars worth of sportswear, lamb Piga camel hair coat, with Mao's leather pants, two pairs of leather gloves plus a thick layer of cotton trousers pants, in addition to all but two eyes, skin wrapped in cotton duck in warm objects inside, but I still can not do the slightest to stay, otherwise I would freeze to death!
I looked at a nail cover Deep down every day, looking out from a nail crevices blood flow; I looked at do not know at what time frostbite toes a dry shrinking every day, I knew I was right close by the death from the distance, I am confrontation with death, I went to was still alive.
When I was snow on earth from the struggle to Ali, the days of snow but not so terrible, I can rest under the snow for hours, although the staggered; I mouth the blood often contaminated plateau on the purity of the snow, my big mouth in the New Year's Eve night of drinking, and then spray them with my blood.
Love the clean boy and girls, do not advise you to go and bathe the plateau - even if there is this condition, Khan responsible for the grease inside is the best sunscreen, perhaps more than you from the city's supermarkets even better. Months in the post-Tibet I have not had a bath, leaving Ali did not even wash your face after, not only did not wash, but also often used Tibetan butter paint on their face; however, often because of my face chapped skin The bloodshed and tears as two lines of bright red, hand-Mo Shangqu, burning pain. However, the most uncomfortable thing I have to endure the loneliness along the way, the small hill to my lining of the wild yak in particular, makes me feel helpless - heard that kind of yak yak is the male estrus period, at any time It is right into the site of any biological attack, but fortunately, it did not attack me, could have made me out of a cold sweat; from time to time to see wolves I fear, has also been extreme, but I quickly understood that their docile and timid, hey, what animals than humans even frightening? So in my lonely, difficult to learn at that time wolf howling Blues Wong, Mandala silence, I think I was the world.
Trip can get only two kinds of dry food: tsampa surface and raw meat, I like the latter than the former, from the dry food bag out, a piece can be cut down and fill their stomachs, when Hou could eat my meal 2-3 kg; tsampa surface phase is not mixed with butter tea, but as tasteless as Juela; a grass is always greener with me rushing to abandon the master's dog, I was shown several days Diao to a hare, I cut off the legs of meat tasted taste , I feel better raw taste, but fortunately there was no shortage of food in fear, so throw, watching the small animals dying before the kick, how many a little inappropriate.
After a few days before I went to write my unfinished post, work busy is one of the reasons may be the most important thing is that part of my experience scared, so I have not put it down in words to express, or even around me There are many people who do not know what I experienced this.
To tell the truth, I miss Tibet, Lhasa, although I write about is so incompetent, but I do not have to keep at least watch the suspense around malicious people.
I have not been to Kailash Mansarovar, I am a fully-fledged non-believers, from the original of this Ali (pronounced wave) taught the most popular nowadays the most unjustified @% $ # taught me to not believe. In Ali, I rest for as long as nearly three months, when Hou's I do not have a few months ago, in high spirits, only drink a bowl of gruel a day where, even if so, my stamina is still more than Ali, the general the people even better, but my mind clear, can not eat things that mean I can not travel long distances to adapt to the physical exertion.
Here I would like you to describe Ali, Ali was the administrative seat of Shiquanhe area of about 5,000 people, about equally divided between the Han Tibetan, while there were 5,000 people, many of the household registration of the floating population in Tibet is not primarily to Since in Sichuan, Henan, Shaanxi, Zhejiang Province. This is a region's largest town, and the whole Ngari 31 million square kilometers of land, only 80,000 people! When you leave the Ali said the day after something like the lake, and very few people of the Han Jian Zhao.
Ali is small, but it is complete a variety of departments, post offices, hospitals, schools, department stores, hotels, an almost all Han Chinese people's market, and even one can be printing color photos of the Photo Department. Do not think that is very complete, and then al I want to make a phone call home is impossible, only post office sent a telegram home. Today, said that there was only 8-channel transmitted via satellite telephone, of which there seems to be fixed three-way assigned to the military use, and you want to make a personal call to return home and almost unlikely - do not forget, this is a regional location.
When you arrive from Ali to change plans, Cuoqin can be really a case of not being heard by anyone of the. Do not think with the market on what the things are bought, fairs where things are from Xinjiang in western Yecheng car shipped thousands of miles to come, but I went to Da Ali of that season had been due to winter weather is too bad, There are other reasons do not seal off the opening of the snow, and in a few days after I arrived just a vehicle to reach Ali. The day I happened to and the driver's brother in the north of the junction of Ali eagerly looking forward to his brother, has also witnessed this touching scene.
Young man - the younger brother of the driver who Sichuan Nanchong, in the introduction to his brother under the care of a construction site. All the courage to walk from the Yecheng Ali's bus drivers are first-rate driving skills, physical quality, vehicle technology, excellent good driver, and his brother, of course, is no exception. I was in a same grocery store opened in Nanchong people to get to know that young man, when I became a grocery store where the folks that give accounts of what they remember, treatment is also good at night to their charge storage, which is enjoying single room houses, and unfortunately there is no stove, frozen uncomfortable. That night young man to find me, and worried a few days ago told me that his brother should be from the Yecheng back, but now yet to come, watching the snow is necessary to seal off, maybe something has happened. Come to me the reason is probably because I was almost the first-ever one does not rely on other forces in this season come alive from the mountains the other side of the people, of course, right along the way a better understanding of the situation. I had to comfort his little thing, and then accompanied him to the north of the intersection Ali observation.
Later I learned that he had a good night in there, watch a few days. Do not know if I really lucky, the day we really saw the Mountains Pass the flashing lights, young man jumped up mad: Yes they are! Sure that they! So stop with the flashlight facing the side of the name of the signal. Really is his brother, there is another driver surnamed Wang, driving a Jiefang truck.
My car was parked and the boy of good after I escorted a man returned to the shelter, listening to the bed to sit when they issued a "clamor" of the loud noise. I seem to reach back to the depot that day Sodom, that's Shandong Province is also the surname Xiong Rotary me into his bedroom, sat on a chair when the issue is so loud, and then he added with a big pressure cooker a lot of fat block of noodles to me stays bad (if it bears the family name of this soldier be able to see my posts, please contact me, I will appreciate it!).
A matter of course after the fire for cooking, when the younger brother asked his brother on the road non-stop situation, it is a half brother, eyes closed, said: I want to sleep, do not speak. In fact two drivers even sit seated instability, and surnamed Wang, drivers have been down on the bed of the. If I do not know when Zunrong in along the way, that now I was almost in the face of a mirror, and I think I was in front of two Mo Yang Mo Yang drivers: Open your eyes do not know or shut, and tangled hair, body like a wild yak hair, face, muscle relaxation, pale and without God, head bowed, as if unable to support the neck muscles in a heavy head.
Rice well, a little lamb noodles Riga Ding, using pressure cooker cooked. Wake-up drivers who put their chopsticks into the hands, watching them difficult to use awkward movements provoking noodles, as foreigners who for the first time for Chinese food. Finally we have an anemic way of telling us what happened: In the Sodom Ditch encountered a fellow driver, car breaks down, bush-burning. In the low temperature plateau, oil flow is poor, often leads to bush-burning, pull-cylinder and other illnesses, but anyone who has been Natiao road to death of people know that after the car left the Yecheng usually will not stop, at least The engine is non-stop operation. Once the engine cool down, it will take several hours, the use of gasoline blowtorch heating cylinder, carburetor, oil pan, etc., and then spend tremendous efforts in the handle with hand cranks to start. They left some clothes hapless drivers Fortunately, there is a failure of the vehicle carrying rice, that there is no worry about starvation, but when cars burn gasoline, that moment when the driver lost their lives. I have seen the beaches in the Great Hongliu driver, was he asked me to drink a bottle of beer, but also to join him in his car repaired. Later, there is no news to listen to what to say It might be really died in the ditch of Sodom. Like he rest in peace rest in peace!
Two were lucky the driver is not particularly fortunate that shortly after the liberation of their pull-cylinder car, and for cylinder liner is not possible, relying on a wealth of driving experience and superb driving skills, they use the remaining five cylinders drove to the Shiquanhe. Ali is worth mentioning that there are a secondary school teacher, seems to be named Zhang (my sporadic diary survived not with her, might have been old mother used to take to do play with fire), he was originally a one-Xi'an grade teachers, to study several times into the book on Ali Ali, then just give up the work of Xi'an, to Ali, a teacher seeking a job, with great concentration to do his religious studies. I was there, he watched a lot of cultural aspects of Tibetan books, unfortunately overtaken by events, and now have forgotten too clean. Compared to the west will now want to get rich people, such a person I admire.
By: zeb
