Ever since Lanzhou, the road has constantly risen up to pretty high altitudes. Now I’m at 2200m above sea level again (the last time was around Scandinavia).
Well, the air is fresh and the sky is very clear up here:
Potatoes were for lunch, and then I drank tea and had a very enjoyable discussion with a Mr. Li 李先生 who was in the cement business. We talked about this and that and a lot of other things, and I really enjoyed how the conversation seemed to flow from one subject to another while staying interesting and polite all the time. La classe.
Mr. Li had a friend:
I was so overwhelmed by this little one’s charms, I even forgot to ask his name.
Another thing – you know I usually don’t like wearing sunglasses, but now I had this dope-ass master plan.
Little did I know I would fail so miserably, but that’s another story…
Anyways here’s me walking through a small village market, looking for a cheap pair of shades:
That’s where I met Grandpa Li 李爷爷:
He asked me what I was doing, then he decided to give me company for a little while.
When we finally parted ways on the hot concrete under the white clouds, Grandpa Li wouldn’t let me go unless I accepted his own shades as a gift:
Once again, I felt so humbled by the kindness and hospitality of a good man.
Looking back now, I think maybe I should have been more persistent not to accept that gift. But then it was only a pair of plastic sunglasses, and I didn’t want to hurt his feelings either, so I agreed and decided to send him a picture of us both once I got to the next city, as a souvenir and as a token of my gratitude.
The rest of the way was just like a breeze:
Once I got to Wushengyi, it felt like the mountains had moved closer to the road, trying to lock everything up in their massive embrace:
Tomorrow is probably going to be totally different: I’ll be in the Tibetan self-governed township of Tianzhu 天祝 by then, and I’m already excited.
Maybe I’ll even get to see a yak or two?