At 3:00 p.m. on September 5 o'clock in Xining Bus Station on the long-distance truck bound for Lhasa, 4:00 over the grid. Before and during the train from Beijing to Xining awareness Yan Sheng and Chang Ying. He was transported in Qinghai Hong Kong Monetary Authority, and quite help arrange parking for us, but also repeatedly instructed the driver to take care of us a pedestrian, but also told us if there is anything on the road called to him. To know that dozens of hours of the road, sitting in the rear or very front position is by no means feel better to. Many drivers also Paochang Tu relatively sophisticated, most of Salar people, they think, "slaughter" Han is a natural thing.
After the car out in Xining city is being renovated into a long dirt road, strong northwest wind, soil is also all-pervasive, is simply flowing into the broken car windows closed is not much better, like smoke Seeing soil to fall in. .
At 1:00 on September 6 over when the car suddenly stopped, and everyone drowsily awake, thinking, requiring a repair. After a 10 minutes have not seen the driver, the door is an exploration into the wretched appearance of middle-aged man, speaking in strange choking strange tone in Mandarin, say "all off, all off to warm, warm." We did not response, Jian Zhao situation, he lights switched on, summoned harshly, "are off."
Maybe we do not eat the immediate holding a good sweat losses or strong dragon does not push local snakes psychological, not reluctantly after another out of the car. Anyway, I have not seen sitting in the rear, a few Tibetans dare to say anything, of course, I can only Suida Liu had. And entered into a roadside shop in, it was found that some suited 1:00 inside the light, almost dark outside, but inside more than 10 big points, too brightly lit light bulb hanging in the dirty dirty bad wood roof 78, the gang seated beside the big stove, drinking tea or something gadgets, and vehicles were filed with the infiltration, this is not a large space is more crowded, and is really not cold.
The original noisy love, love each other a few climbers in pursuit of a child is not how to speak honestly, and we stand on the counter side of greasy. Gang head grimace of God the "aboriginal" to stop approached each other with curiosity, hostility, and indifference, the idiots in the eyes stared at the newly arrived "fresh meat" then they know someone being "slaughtered." Gives the impression that the whole is a new Dragon Gate Inn.
That looks wretched man should be the boss bar, look at all recently, and also satisfaction with the entered, XX his mother. On our side of the two grow quietly in vain, but also considered a bit pretty little girl (of course, grown up, but it is certainly younger than I) play a very low-key door, intentionally stood behind us a few tall . That boss eyes child a slip of the lap, walked straight up to it in front of both woman and glib to ask them to drink, and she both just shake his head, then suddenly asking for the boss looks good in that woman was worried the hip That woman shouted only to jump to one side does not speak. We see a eyeful, heart say that this is also blatantly can and can not, Who do the people at the site, just blame the little girl to go too far both single. The employer then turn around and swept our Zeimeishuyan to play tired, but see us there are a lot, in particular, addition of Tibetan, but also no front children ride strategy. Later, a few people that really tea, eat, maybe it is forced to, but in summary we get out of the six individuals.
Out the door, feeling, or fresh air Well, although the cold.
To be in the house was being a bit anxious, so down the national highway stood a small river. Looking upward, and look to the night sky, the stars really little, seems to be a wink a blink of the eye, the Star some transparent blue ink. Accompanied by a long night of cold river water, hard earth, Qinglie the air, left me with an unforgettable impression of life --- the most enjoyable toilet experience.
Got on and climbers companion chatted just "indecent assault" that matter, they all laugh at me. A look of wonder? They say you have not seen those two woman from Sichuan to Lhasa in the girl's do?
They looked like before the tourists, but also unlike the locals, and now in retrospect turned out with Namedianer eolian taste, but people do not feel bad, because he had not let the passengers get off the driver's vehicle while I was mountain reaction time helped me a toolbox pushed to the driver, the driver did not utter a sound.
The two Sichuan-mei, and everyone waited until the last period of time got on.
September 6 evening reach an elevation of 2900 meters of Golmud, Lianyungang, a gang of car parking near the person who bought two hanging in the sleeper pillow next to oxygen. Upper berth of the Tibetan self-serving way to smoke, either at the back of our eyes quickly, but also with children barely escaped the fire of the cigarette is still oxygen pillow. In a period known as the "bottomless salt bridges" in the road embankment are pressed into the local sections of mineral salts, the driver reminded us that the windows shut, is wondering yet, and cars passing on both sides of the rapid opening stand of the salt workers, road workers , each of them armed with a shovel full of soil, forced scattered into our windows, the whole car seems to be surrounded by earth falls, they are pleased to cry while side scatter. The driver later said that they deserted the local maintenance of roads, year round not see people, and no entertainment, as long as the passenger had seen, in particular, see above, there is a woman, pay attention to, as long as a woman, they would throw soil to the car , bus drivers do not care about with them, it is estimated into the practices of both.
Vehicles have to open later, gang disgusting end of the salt workers born into this world I see only this time there will not be second, I do not know why the thought of a number of people and things, describing the distance may not necessarily be described by thousands of miles distant, and sometimes Like two staggered off the train and suddenly saw people who have always wanted to face, close to the moment we prove that this world against the slim.
Early hours of September 7 had about 4,000 meters above sea level 5 beam, began to have a clear mountain sickness, but came from a turn for the better. Tanggula noon to the foot of a small opening in a Sichuanese slightly Fanpu where to stay. Conditions which are poor, few people wash their hands a basin of water utilities, would like to face? Do not dream, and can use clean water, rub one's pretty good. Fortunately, loss of appetite after the open mountain sickness, eating a platter of tomatoes, fried eggs and rice, of course, know that this is absolutely silly after X.
Car started the afternoon hiking along the winding mountain roads, really climb, because it is slow to jump from the car will not be a fall, the engine roar issued overwhelmed. Vietnam to open up, the greater the cloud moisture, and finally to an elevation of 5212 meters of the Tanggula mouth, where there is a People's Liberation Army repair of the boundary marker, a traditional Tibetan Mani Dui, also known as the wind Mafan. After a here, from the feeling inside is the real into Tibet. This should be excited to get off to personally touch the pillar, but the people are helpless paralysis can not move in the sleeper on the King, only from the window watching one. Snowflake fluttering outside.
This night is tough, and it is the longest night, my nest on the first floor was, a down jacket has been in the Yankou Shui to see whether their voice is not as throat discomfort is the precursor cold, but cold in the Tibet will quickly change once the delayed treatment of acute pulmonary edema, may be fatal.
Fortunately!
At 7:00 on September 8 o'clock arrived in northern Tibet, the outside air, difficult to tame the wild along the river to the Pentium, roared, everything is exciting. This time, I have recovered strength, it gets better. 10 am-odd minutes to Lhasa Bus Station. We bought in Xining pile of all to the Nang begging at the station before the Tibetan woman, her hands clasped together and constantly at us to say "le."
Mao Mao sent me to the auspicious date hotel, thus I spent 67 hours on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway.
Have a bath, and a week ago. This is my lucky day lying in bed in hotel 207 rooms to sleep before the last one thought.
2000.5.6 19:04 pm
At home
Author: JBHANS
