On the fifth day & 5th Night 03/12/30
Woke up again, when is the next morning.
Head or the pain, the whole people can not move.
Where it? Nagqu? Or when the male?
Colombia is still my side, I Qiangdajingshen said to him: "I'm all right, you go lie down for a bar!"
Costa said that it does not matter that he had a good day and a night without sleep.
Window is covered with ice run, what was invisible.
Headache unbearable, really want to give away his head.
Driver brother heard the humming got the right stuff, it is strange how such a Wudasancu the menfolk would hum the tune so nicely children.
I slightly opened my eyes, before your eyes are a snow-capped mountains. The sun shone snow-capped, golden great success ...
Good one beauty!
I smiled, thanked God in my suffering from dementia when the plateau such a beautiful gift for me.
Deep-rooted joy in their hearts to breed with.
The feeling of a splitting headache once again hit an avalanche.
I once again of the lethargy in the past ...
"Lhasa is up!"
This sentence as a cardiac stimulant, I have this dead fish suddenly dying live together.
Standing on the streets of Lhasa, I actually Rulvpingde, that response was no.
Ah Ha Ha Ha Ha! Ah! Can not be happy too early, people, or as empty as the light, soft cotton.
In a taxi heading for the hotel on the road, Abdallah so inadvertently into the eye.
It built on a sloping red and white building in the blue sky, look even more majestic.
"To pull a Bodhisattva, came Abdallah ..."
My heart sang.
Live Asian hotel, very clean Tibetan Hotel.
The sun over the yard.
Tibetan decorated room is also very unique, I love it.
Lying in bed watching the ceiling of colorful, colorful mood up.
When I started lively, Costa Rica began to altitude sickness.
Normal heart rate of 60, he now heartbeat was 120.
Costa Rica's face flushed red, just like ripe tomatoes, I am concerned about his fever.
"Eat medicine, sleep enough." Ge An Wei-I.
That first entered Lhasa in the afternoon, and Costa lying in bed, I am stuck inside on the sofa reading.
Room full of sunshine
Lazy lazy sun shone on him, was very warm.
From time to time to see brother, he is still a red face, shortness of breath.
I am worried that up, if the brother is really sick it can do?
Hardships came to Tibet, not talk warm-up, and even a toe no heat on the go home do?
Are worried about the, I heard a strange voice inside.
Appears to be cell phone vibrating voice.
Not ah, I and my brother's cell phone are on the table.
There have been calls, I began to carry out a blanket search.
Wardrobe, cupboard, under the bed ...
Nothing.
I did not give up.
When I stood bed and a Big World, vigilant in identifying the source of the sound when they are heard talking in your sleep Colombia: "washing machine."
I leaned over to see him, and he was sweating profusely, The eyes closed: "washing machine."
God! Columbia Plateau of dementia is not got a bar!
To help him to wipe sweat and nervous.
When the sun sets, brother finally woke up.
He got up, I was afraid that he said three words: washing machine.
Fortunately, he looked dumbfounded to me, saying that the other three words: "how's the matter?"
"Nothing, nothing," to see Brother has not changed, I was overjoyed up of dementia: "You just dreaming to do Washing Machine now?"
"No ah! I see you like a monkey Shangcuanxiatiao to look for that voice, I tell you it was upstairs washing machine sound Well!"
Night, Costa Rica, or headache, or rapid heartbeat, but he insisted to go outside and walk around.
Beijing East Road, Shanghai, Beijing East Road, also.
We walk this Beijing East Road, but the nearest place off the days - Lhasa.
Starry sky.
We are slowly Sanzhao step.
Colombia can not be gone too fast, although I have some recovery, but after last night, a night of agonizing's vitality, body bone or soft, so only slowly moved with the pace.
This really is a loose donkey step ah!
Poster gallery learn to eight column to see affixed to see if there can be chartered with a playmate, but the poster column in November last post was posted to. Does the donkey into Tibet is also hibernate do? Disappointment, can not find companions, I, and brother only two FB swim.
Winter night the streets of Lhasa, is the cold.
Passing are Tibetans dressed in Tibetan clothing, dark face, brighter the Yanmou.
In addition to our streets, almost no other tourists, when the Tibetans to our cast curious eyes, I responded with their friendly smile.
Cold wind blowing, do not whisk, is the warmth of heart.
This night, we are slowly Duo with donkey step.
In the winter the streets of Lhasa.
Author: golf1225
