Four years later, and here I am – back in Khorgas.
It took a lot of flying to get here:
- Hanover – Istanbul
- Istanbul – Beijing
- Beijing – Karamay
- Karamay – Yining
…and then a car ride to Khorgas.
Most of the time it looked somewhat like this:
There was one exception though. I had booked one of the flights first class (because it was actually cheaper than paying for my extra luggage, don’t ask me why).
So I got to hang where the rich people hang:
It seems as though once you’ve overpaid for your ticket you get all kinds of stuff for free. And you get to be by yourself.
Anyway, I was happy when I found out that they were still selling my book at the airport in Beijing:
Not only because it’s always nice to sell books.
But because I had been a bit worried about the Chinese authorities.
Here’s a video I made before I left, in which I try to explain the issue:
But then of course everything turned out to be just fine.
I got a haircut in Yining:
Then I went and saw Big Brother Ma 马大哥 (whom I had previously been referring to as Mr. Ma 马先生):
He had been storing my Caboose during the last four years. Four years! And she was still her old self: sturdy and pretty:
All she needed was a little bit of work and a set of new tires (which I got for her from Germany, hence the extra luggage):
And she was ready to go.