I was in my room just getting ready to brush my teeth when Mike from England busted in the door:
“Dude, I am so happy to see you!” he exclaimed and sat down with me to relieve his heart of some stuff that had troubled him during the last couple of days. The poor dude looked like a wreck, and I tried my best to comfort him a little, but there was really not much I could say.
Mike is an aspiring photographer from the Bolton/Dalian Photography MA by the way, and I’d like to extend my greetings to his classmates Gavin and Sara – what’s up guys!
Then I went and looked at what my friend the artist was doing outside.
What an interesting guy – coming from a very modest rural background, he had joined the labor force at the age of 14, saving up little by little in order to fulfill is dream:
Go to the Xi’an Academy of Fine Arts 西安美术学院 and become an artist.
And that’s what he has been ever since.
Me for my part, I walked through parts of the Turpan Depression 吐魯番盆地 today:
Everything below the red line is below sea level, thus being part of the depression.
Sometimes the sceneries were like this:
While at other times they looked a bit more friendly:
When I arrived near the ancient ruins of Gaochang, I came through an oasis of some sort…
…and that’s where there was this little Uyghur girl that had perfectly blond hair:
Then I walked around the ruins for a little while:
This used to be a metropolis “wide and prosperous” more than 2000 years ago:
And now only little is left of that ancient grandeur:
There apparently used to be Buddhist murals in these walls:
So I think the place must have been inhabited at least until a couple of centuries A.D.
I stayed around chatting with the folks who were in charge of the site until it got pretty late: