I put on my jacket today.
Unfortunately I had to, first of all because it was cold, and second because it was raining:
Rain can be a pain. But it can also be quite cozy to shake off the water and sit down in a small restaurant with a stove heating up the room:
When I went back outside, the rain had turned into a mere drizzle, and I easily walked off a couple of hours.
Once I came past a small shrine:
There weren’t that many people around outside, so I was happy to bump into this old dude hugging his zucchini:
What a spectacular beard, I thought. And then I wondered: was that really zucchini?
But he was already gone.
The later the day, the nicer the weather:
Ok, on this picture you can’t really see the blue sky with all the trees.
I got to Dachaigou around six in the evening, and one thing struck me immediately:
This place didn’t look poor; it had a hotel, several restaurants and even a fairly large bookstore.
But it just seemed so…
The hotel owner later explained this to me: Dachaigou used to have an own train station before, but a while back the authorities figured that the settlement was really to small, so the station was discarded and a lot of work places and people left.
Same old story.
Oh, and another thing that I found special around here:
“Long live Mao Zedong thought! 毛泽东思想万岁!” (10.000 years to be exact).
Up until today, I haven’t seen this anywhere on a wall before.