where did my hair dresser go?
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The visa application had been accepted.
All we could do was wait.
So we wandered around town, much like these guys:
Went to Erdaoqiao 二道桥, the Grand Bazaar that I had visited two years ago and seen from afar four years ago:
And this time, we decided to climb the tower and get an overview of the city:
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There was a ladder that led to a higher level of the tower.
Someone had sawed off the lower steps, and there were footprints all over the wall:
We decided to pass.
Then we checked out the bazaar:
The back streets seemed more interesting though:
My hair and my beard were starting to annoy me.
So we took a cab to the north of the city and looked for my favorite hair salon.
But it wasn’t there anymore:
We wandered around for a while, then gave up and we went to a different hair dresser:
We had a date with my good friend Uncle Shen in that area.
He took us to a nice Uyghur restaurant:
Not only did it have luxurious decor:
But it also served very tasty lamb sticks:
Then we walked through the night, looking for a place to drink:
Walked past a restaurant that served “big plate of dog meat 大盘狗肉”:
And found a place that seemed more likable:
Good times.