I had bought 6 large water bottles, a considerable amount of butter cookies and a massive water melon, and stuffed it all into the big white box, along with my backpack and a basic repair kit.
Then we finally made it out of town, the Caboose and I:
You’ve probably guessed it: walking without all the weight on my back felt so good!
The fertile valley just kind of flowed by in a breeze:
I noticed that there were these rocks holding down some yellow papers on every bridge that I passed:
But there was no one to ask around, so I meditated on this thing for a while and then figured I might as well drop the thought and be happy with what I had: a day of gentle walking with my loyal Caboose, Caboose, Caboose.
Once I passed through a little village, and someone asked me to take a picture of this little friend:
His eyes were so black and so big, I could actually see my own reflection in them…
This was not the only beautiful thing in the valley though.
There were flowers…
…and the clouds, always the clouds…
I wasn’t too tired when I got to the little village of Shajingzi later that day:
…you want to see the caboose in action?
Well, here she is:
Huanghuang 黄黄 the dog is her personal guard for the night.