Excited, because I have to go to Tibet.
At 0:30 on July 30, I finally put down other things and began to pack up to Tibet. It is about 9 hours from the plane.
Outdoor shoes a pair, the sun hat, two sets of clothing, this is the necessity of life, the remaining space of the travel bag is left to the photographic equipment. Pair, photographic equipment. The word photography is also classified in my heart and is also a kind of worship sensibility. This time I went to Tibet, not photography, just take pictures, and here.
200W pixel SONY P50 digital camera, my most advanced equipment, equipped with two sets of batteries and 128M memory sticks, used to Shutter Bug addiction non-it. A and I almost aged Fuji STX-2 50mm / f1.9, my film camera, haha, although the rear cover leakage light is too unfained, but the shutter is still very accurate! As for the seagull KJ-1, although there is also a 38mm lens, it is estimated that it is definitely a life in the plateau, or leave it in Beijing pension. I bought a few Kodak EB3 reverts, plus rinsing costs more than my camera! SIGH, more than 2,000 one-way tickets don't care about this? Come!
[Ready to escape from Beijing Sauna Weather]
In the morning, I will go to Chengdu to turn, and it is a long journey. I have a smashing other passengers, the two thin MMs are very eye-catching, visually test 175 , wearing a dress is a model. There is also a lama of red, the skin is very dark, the athlete is like, and it is necessary to be one of the 18th sticks in Shaolin Temple. Many passengers on Boeing 757 were originally to Chengdu. Chengdu Feilaa has changed the Airbus A350. There are not a few people in the big plane. Everyone is thin. Looking back, Mr. Lama is behind me, and there is no one, just talk about a few words.
"Which temple is Master?"
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"... I didn't understand ..."
It turned out that this master is unuspriced in Chinese. The Chinese characters on the Aircraft Safety Manual don't know a few, so I haven't figured out which temple lama is still clear for a long time. However, after a communication found that the master is not simple, just lectone from Birmingham, England! It is really a sorghum, and the British promotes the Dharma. Just talking in the UK or use Tibetan, there is a translation of Han Yingjing to accompany us. Later, a big sister in a tentative also joined in and asked this asking that it was not lively. The master said that I have been closed for 13 years and let us admire.
Big sister pursued: "What is it to eat?"
"The family sent it."
"Why is it going to close? Practice Wu? Study Dharma ??"
".........."
The master did not answer, but the expression was not high-minded, but it was surprised why we ask this question. Let us be more surprised is that this problem he doesn't know the answer. It seems that the Lama will not ask for a lifelong thing in the empty door. For 13 years, we are really gainful.
Suddenly someone yelled: "Snow Mountain!", So we also careless to continue with the lama, and rush directly to the latest window. Loss of weather, the clouds outside the porthole thin, a small cloud is floating in the snowy mountain, the snow below the snow is deep green, beautiful! Passengers have opened their bags to take out the camera to the window, and the shutter sounds sound on the airline.
[Snow Mountain outside the port]
At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the Gongga Airport was finally landed, but there were still 90 kilometers away from Tibet. In advance, I have a Tibetan compatriots called Fei Guo to pick up three national colleges, and I will return to Lhasa. The plane was successfully found, it was a robust middle-aged man, his face was dark, and the thick, the beard was more than the hair, the body is medium, but the shoulder wide back thick arm is thick. Walking from the road to the majesty, it will be considered to be practicing family in the Mainland. Fei Feng took a white Hada and a light blue oxygen bag, and took a smooth receiving us, smiled hanging with Hada in our neck, saying "Za Shedler!". I have never been seen such a courtesy, I am a pet. There are a lot of bags with three teachers, so I called two Tibetan portraits to help us transport their luggage to the parking lot. After luggage, the two porters took me to say anything, helpless, I can't understand. Fei fruit is a tip, take out two yuan, and then take the hand, it seems that this is the public price of carrying luggage, it is really cheap. From the airport to Lhasa, I have to take an hour and a half, we chatted in the off-road vehicle. What I didn't expected was that although I looked like a mighty, talking but the words were stabbed, and I couldn't help but curiosity. Later, I only knew that Fei Gu is originally a famous wrist-level person in Tibet photography circle, born in Nammark's herdsmen, with a Buddha, awareness. These years have taken a lot of good photos of a large number of Tibet themes, so many publishers are coveted. Many people in photograph circles called "Master". The master experienced the richness, drifting for many years, married a Han female painter, this is another story (see link http://www.xz.xinhuaet.com/xizanglueying/2003-11/29/content_1270018.htm) .
The off-road vehicle is in the city along the Yarung Hut River and the Lhasa River. There are many rain in the summer this summer, and the Yajiang river is almost coming to the road, and the water is turbid. There is an oasis in the width of the river, and the green trees are growing. Ya Ri is in the valley, both are bare stone mountains, and when I saw the gray mountains, I saw the Buddha statue, and I got a bright colors. Although the landscape along the way is not as beautiful as the scenery photo, the people we first arrived in Tibet are still very excited, and they must not turn their sight to the car. The original road is the Qinghai-Tibet Highway. It is only a double car in parallel, but it is maintained, and there are many boulders on the rain in the rain in the rain in Tibet.
[I saw Yarung Zangbao]
The monument to the Qinghai-Tibetan Highway has arrived in Lhasa. It feels similar to the medium-sized city in the Mainland, the street is not wide, and the streets are two or three layers. I saw the Budala Palace far away, situated on a hill, should be the high point of Lhasa, the color and the golden top between the red white, very eye-catching under the blue sky. At this time, the sun has been western, the wall toned in the shadow very dark, but the top of the top of the sunset, very mysterious feel. On the direction of the palace, the pedestrians on the street gradually get more. Many is the middle-aged elderly people holding the beads and transferred. Senuism introduces that it is one of the important daily affairs of Tibetans, life can be put down, can not turn.
[Just entered the city of Lhasa, I saw the Potala Palace in the distance]
I don't know that the host owner is arranged to arrange the hidden sofa living in the living room. This is also the habit of Tibet, the hidden sofa is wide, and the thick blanket is full, it feels comfortable than the spring mattress. The host is asked if there is a plateau response. I have already gained from the airport. The heartbeat is about ten times faster than in Beijing. There are some breath on the four floors, but there is nothing uncomfortable. So confident, "no problem!". The host is nothing, we will eat a meal at night.
Tibetan restaurants are called "Shangri-La", sitting next to a young hotel. The information column of the door is filled with various languages, all of which are the backpackers who are looking for a car. Several young guys in the host country also have their own views before the information column, it is estimated to give it to which single MM free tour! The restaurant is completely hidden in the table, the small long table short sofa is very comfortable. The waiters are wearing Tibetan traditional costumes, but there are many wine in the bar, which seems to be a place where old is often patronized. Just a seat, the waiter poured pastry tea and fragrant. I am also hungry, I will drink it, I really drink it. Just put down the cup, the waiter fell, and then drunk. The waiter simply holds the tea bottle and does not leave. I am used to eating attendants in Beijing. Where is the warm service? After the three or four cups of the three or four cups, I didn't even have a meal. The host is that I like pastry tea, I feel that I should adapt to Tibetan meals, so I have a traditional Tibetan meal. [Shangri-La Restaurant]
[Very comfortable Tibetan dining table]
Guests have entered the store for a while, and they are full, and the vast majority is foreigner. Our collection is also rounded, all are all parts of the yak and the sheep, meat, tongue, lungs, hooves, etc., with potatoes, the table is full of two rows. Tibetone is eating, not drinking is not going to do. Fortunately, the host said that Xiao Fu, you just came up, take care of your body, or don't drink it. I am relieved. Who knows that you don't drink white wine, the other wine is not wine, FT, so the green wine and green beer are in front of me. The meat is delicious and drink, the owner is also very enthusiastic, keep me to eat this one, less than a cup. I have been sensitive to alcohol, and my face is red.
When you can't afford, the traditional program performance begins, starting with traditional programs. The two actors wear a mask in the god, and I have a word in the mouth. Anyway, I can't understand, just sing. The next programs have a horse head piano, I wish the wine song, yak dance, etc. These are my name. The actor came back to the customer to celebrate the customer, and the yak also rushed to the foreign PPMM in the customer. Of course, people played, a time atmosphere reached a climax, everyone smiled and drink. At the end of the performance, the actor went to everyone and went to another restaurant. It is said that the actors here are ordinary residents in the suburbs of Lhasa, and four or five people perform, the cost is 50 yuan.
[This is Tibetan drama, all performances are opened by it]
[I wish wine song]
The performance end of the dinner continues. Every food has tasted it, it is delicious! Although I also belong to the meat animal, I also feel strange to watch a table of vegetables: there is no vegetarian! Fortunately, I finally got a fried vegetables, and it was a little green in Wandong.
I walked out of the restaurant for 9 o'clock, and the sky was just turned black. I tell my travel plan to the host, I have to go to the Budala Palace, Jokhang Temple, Outline Street ... The host said: "Don't worstily, finally play Lhasa, there are activities around these days, tomorrow we go to Gan Dan Temple, showing the exhibition. "
