Loving most things I find in nature…the sticky bush is one I dislike. Especially, when our initial greeting a week ago was when he snuck into my little girl’s room at camp. Sticky bush!!! Keep your thorns to yourself…
But, Mr. Sticky is great for cleaning your fingernails. Just keep it away from those tires, and socks, and shoes…and panties!
Eastern edge of the Taklamakan
(I’m specifically talking to you ‘Merica!)
For many many many reasons. But when you can sit at a restaurant and chat up the boss man for awhile…you leave with a full belly and a FREE meal! He was very kind and it’s happened before…but not that often from the actual owner.
I’m not sure whats going to happen when I tour Central Asia and can’t turn on my Mandarin speaking charm.
Route 218 is mostly Han, but EVERYONE is so fantastically kind. Beyond kind…unbelievable. The owner’s of my zhusu…the man is Uyghur and the woman in Han. Excellent! World Peace!
Good Morning! Time to go, again!
…nice effect from a steamed lens and an orange tent fly.
We chit chatted in my room before bed and she made me breakfast. The American gal I am, I went in for 2 goodbye hugs…and she returned them very warmly.
I never did meet the Russian couple that stayed there the night before.
Winter gear…you’re going to the post office tomorrow…so I can zooooom through the Taklamakan!
Strange and excellent cavernous landscape. Xinjiang is not disappointing and it’s getting better and better the further South I go.
October 2012
Approximately 15,000 miles cycled, a little more than halfway around the world.
-162 Meters.
I have now visited the highest (and in the world) and lowest salt water lakes of China.
For the past 4 days I’ve been camping under the G30 and getting over mountains with a headwind. My face is so chapped and windburned – bad.
