Tag Archives: China

how we became approved

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We left the town of Huocheng, which was bigger than we had thought: Passed a wedding ceremony on the way: And gradually gained back the countryside: And then I crossed my own way. It happened here: I had come from the opposite direction a bit more than a week ago, when I was walking on […]


new old things

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When the sun came out, we left the regiment and started out walking through fields: Our goal was to take dirt roads as much as we could: And so we walked: …past fires… …past spectators… …past pink houses… …past corn… …and past a mosque: No, actually we didn’t just walk past that mosque. Just when […]


corn snake

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Today we started to walk. I was happy that the Caboose seemed to get along quite well with my good friend Dario: (It would have been hard if I had to choose between them.) We took a different way out of Yining, and we passed by something that looked old: I’m saying that it “looked […]


night markets

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This is my friend Dario: He decided to accompany me on the last leg of my trip to the border of China and Kazakhstan. It was only a few days’ walk, but first, we needed to eat: So we found a place, and we ate: …and ate: …and ate: …and ate: The way we saw […]


what teahouse?

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You know how guide books often tend to say retarded things like dive into, intoxicate yourself, hang with the locals, etc. etc.? Well, that’s just one side of it. My friend and I wandered around Yining today, looking for fun things to do. So we dived into a cab, yelled “temple!”, and ended up in […]


who wants to stay in Stalin street?

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When I stepped out into the morning, the first thing I noticed was a flat tyre on the Caboose. I messed around with it for a while, trying not to feel bothered by the bystanders. “Look, it’s broken,” they would say to each other. “He’s trying to fix it.” Yeah well, it didn’t help. I […]


pig head

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After yesterday’s 50k, I didn’t feel like walking anymore. So I spent a quiet day in the regiment. Strolled through its parks… …through its streets: …through its living quarters: …and through its back alleys: One time I got to a market: I looked at spices… …at toys… …and at pig heads: And given the awesome […]


look down look up

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I wasn’t going to walk very far today. At least that was the general idea when I set out: The road was quiet and nice: …until I had to switch back to the freeway: I didn’t like walking in the realm of rushing vehicles, so I spent most of the time looking at the green […]


look closer

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Sometimes we have to look a bit closer in order to find what we’ve been looking for: (Note that it says “hotel 旅社” in the window over the door.) I left the shop/hotel in the morning, even though the owners were urging me to stay. They knew walking wasn’t very easy for me, since I […]


Eiffel Tower bridge

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If you will, please take a look at the map above: see the knot in the long red line? … I said good-bye to Lake Sayram early in the morning, when only the birds and the dogs were awake: Then I entered the first tunnel: During the last 5000 kilometers, there have been tunnels before that […]


sheep wars

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Today, the sky was blue again. I decided to wander around in the mountains, and I felt that the only way to do this properly was with baroque in my ear. So CPE Bach it was. I walked slowly: Sometimes what I saw reminded me of the Alps: And sometimes it reminded me of something […]


the rolling of the clouds

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When I peaked outside my window, it was rainy: Heavy clouds came rolling over the mountains: I was glad I had chosen to stay in for the day.


Bazinga!

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Said good-bye to the Mongols and to Whitey. Left the yurt. Started walking along the lake: Two truck drivers stopped and gave me tomatoes: Made a video of myself saying things: But most of this blabla wasn’t even the truth. What I actually wanted to say was: There I was, huffing and puffing and screaming […]


dirty pearl

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I was going to stay in my yurt all day: But there was the presence of that massive body of water nearby. The lake. So I stepped outside and left the yurt camp: I came to a gate in front of the lake, three dudes were there. They were selling tickets: 40RMB. I shrugged, paid […]


café latte

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When I left Sitai, the people there had already told me that the way ahead was going to be much harder than the day before. I waved good-bye and got on my way: …ran into two Uyghurs: …climbed the road in all its steepness: It was terrible. On a flat road, I would usually be […]


friend with wings

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I woke up at night only to jot down some lines into my little notebook: When I left, the settlement was still asleep: The little shops and eating places lay quietly against the backdrop of the Gobi desert and the mountains: And then I was out there again: The green turned to brown again: All […]


traveling

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At about 9 in the morning, I was back on the map: I had a banana for breakfast, and I had it peeled from the top: Like a monkey! There was cotton everywhere: Then Xiao Huiru 肖慧如 showed up: She offered me grapes, and while we were talking and walking, I found out that she […]


patting the melon

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The way ahead was just too scary. So I stayed in and hung out with the people from the hotel: Took pictures in the kitchen… …and more pictures: Then I went to yet another food place… …and had some rice noodles: Took pictures with little kids: …and more little kids: One of them was going […]


om-nom-nom-nom

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A knock on the door breaks my laziness. Someone is standing there, offering me a big handful of grapes. Hm… grapes.


missing it

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I didn’t leave. I walked around the village until I found some old structures: …and the desert park behind them: It wasn’t a very big desert. In fact, it was tiny as hell: I took my shoes off and wandered around in the dunes: Looked at weird plants… …left my footprint here… …and there: Made […]