Breakfast for the Chinese is just as important as for the Germans. The subtle difference: they buy it mostly at a roadside stand or a small restaurant on the way to work. Rather atypical Chinese standards, we have prepared our breakfast a few exceptions in our room itself. So we spoon morning muesli with fresh fruit from the market, to coffee or tea. Oatmeal, Nuts, Fruit and milk there has been in almost any location. Also, fresh Ginger available almost everywhere.
Month: June 2015 (Page 1 of 2)
We have waited in vain for a bus in China a few times, a bus was full or a minibus did not drive off, because too few passengers mitwollten. For three hours were often three hours waiting time, quite apart from the stress of uncertainty. Today, however, everything works like clockwork. At a fair price, we are driven by our minivan Guesthouses Lijiang, together with two other guests, and there even before the door of our pre-booked hostels, dem October Inn, sold. The afternoon runs relaxed. We eat sweet and sour pork in a small restaurant with Bitter Gourd and carbon, explore the area and make the usual errands at the grocery store. A visit to the famous Old Town we veschieben to the next day, the rest of the city is clean and tidy.
In the evening our innkeeper for its eight guests cook as many dishes. Pork with peppers and courgettes, cooked tomatoes and zucchini, thick glass noodles with carrots and vinegar, intensely flavored eggplant, Tofu with peppers, cooked mushrooms, Cucumber salad with sugar and a huge bowl of rice. Although there is no round table with rotating plate, but that Prizip remains the same: Anyone can try everything, everything tastes delicious and all are pappsatt. A colorful round sitting here together: A couple from Australia on a nine-month trip around the world planning a visit to Europe. A woman from Hong Kong was already in Germany and France, However, most of them has impressed Sweden. Also to Sweden would like to travel a young Chinese woman, to make an internship in a hostel. A young man from Java is afraid of malaria in China. A French woman has learned a year abroad in Beijing Chinese behind him and a few words, a second French woman smells of garlic, as it has our support before cooking stir the snipping and actively Wok. All guests come either from the Tiger Leaping Gorge, or want the next day there. We spendieren our not torn tickets and a map, before we fall into bed tired.
The second attempt - this time we are already at eight clock on the village street of Baishuitai and wait for the bus to Tiger Leaping Gorge. And this time, we do not wait for nothing. Shortly after half past eight comes the awaited bus, there is plenty of availability and we take facilitates Place. Around this time, the early morning fog has not yet set. Soon we remember, that there actually are cloud, who set down the mountainside. As soon as we drive out of a cloud, gleams the sun timidly through another higher cloud layer.
After nearly two hours we reach the muddy-brown Yangtze River, of here quietly by a wide, parched valley flows. Browns alternate. We go upriver and the landscape changes dramatically. Between two over six thousand meters high mountain ranges, the deepest gorge in the world opens, which formed the Yangtze Tiger Leaping Gorge. It is so narrow, that the road must meander two hundred meters above the river along the slope. The rock wall on the opposite side of the river extends over four thousand meters almost vertically into the air, so Kathi is giddy at the sight of. We follow the river and the gorge. Only in a few places there is space for steep, lush terraced fields and some houses. One of these places is Walnut Garden. Here you will find the ticket office for the canyon, as well as some Guesthouses. We get off the bus, the continues to Lijiang, Buy tickets and find quickly an accommodation, the cozy Tibet Guest House, where we first strengthen ourselves with a delicious noodle soup.
Dark clouds chasing across the sky, it is cold and starting to rain. No Problem, We sit on the bus from Shangri-La to Baishuitai, in the bag with our passports extended China visa. We now have more than a month time, To explore Yunnan, so shall we. We drive on a narrow road over mountain passes and through river valleys towards the south. For three hours, it goes around a curve after another, up and down. Fortunately, let the bus window. We see green terraced fields, Mixed forests, but also dried-brown mountain slopes.
In Baishuitai there should be spectacular limestone terraces, which have formed over the centuries from the calcareous waters of mountain streams. For the Naxi People, Members of a minority with its own religion and Scripture, is the place an important center. To Naxi New Year many people come together here, to the nature gods to pay respect. In the early evening we reach our goal and be on the bus by three Naxi women received, each extolling us their accommodation. We take a decent Guesthouse is opposite the bus stop, of which we have previously read, and pay the equivalent of about 7 Euro per night, Our new Sparfuchs record in China. The only damper, that the WiFi in the room does not work.
Shangri-La in Yunnan is known as the city in China, in which one can extend his tourist visa easiest. We got our extension, would have saved us with the right information, but some routes. So here's our report.
First you should make sure, that the Hotel / Guesthouse login / registration (score) has carried out correctly to the police and can give a receipt. With this document you go to the police and exchanges it against an official certificate of registration (registration slip) a. We were only without the certificate of registration by the police in PSB, because we were told, the document from the Guest House would be enough. We were sent away again.
With our dusty backpacks we stand at the bus station in Shangri-La. We have already picked us a Guest House, das 'Kevin's Trekker Inn', However, pre-booked a room. By bus we drive to the old town, from where we have to walk up a hill. Unfortunately, the guest house is fully booked and so we stay in a cheap hotel next door. Here, however, neither work nor tap water Internet, so we are again the next morning with Kevin at the door. Lucky. One of the most beautiful room with a terrace and panoramic view of the city is just free. Because we want to stay here a few days, we get a generous discount.
Not quite relaxed we wake up at six clock in the morning in Xiangcheng. From the window we can look at the bus station, where just a bus to Shangri-La (Yunnan), our next destination, making ready to sail. Six clock departure was us (especially Sven) too early and loudly Lonely Planet to nine clock a second bus drive through here, we aim to take. One hundred per cent sure but we are not us, whether this information is actually true. We eat breakfast cereal with Nescafé and Kathi pressed air from the vacuum bags, to stow everything in their tight in size backpack.
Since we do not know exactly, when our bus arrives, we sit shortly after eight on the street outside the bus station and wait. The lady from the kiosk next door gives us small plastic stool, we return the favor by purchasing a cola and a 'Flavoured Drink', a delicious Chinese lemonade, as the not so sweet ginger ale tastes. Half past eight the ticket so far closed to open Office and we go to the counter, to us to ask for our bus. The lady translated using their smartphone app, that today would go no more bus to Shangri-La, until tomorrow at six clock. Such a crap, but we do not trust this woman and are still waiting.
The beautiful scenery of Yading Nature Reserve haunts still around in our minds and dreams. But new destinations waiting for us, and the necessary extension of our China visa. So we start the long drive from Shangri-La to other Shangri-La, the big city in Yunnan. First waypoint is Daocheng, we have previously visited. The trip by minivan runs smoothly. A rider is quickly found and around noon we are there. We are strengthening in a small restaurant with Dumplings, Chinese tortellini with minced pork filling and garlic- and chili dip. From Daocheng from to Shangri-La only a bus drives every day and that morning at six clock. He needs about 12 Hours. We do not want to do to us. At about halfway still is a larger city, Xiangcheng. We hope, To get there today, Inserting a stopover overnight.
The second night in Shangri-La have the dogs pity on us and create longer pauses Bell. So we run fairly well rested on eight clock three kilometers along the river past the pits and fences to the ticket office of Yading Nature Reserves. In Yading there are three Tibetans sacred mountains, of which the highest, Chenresig, 6032 Meters into the sky. All three have been hitherto never been climbed. However, Tibetans go around like the Chenrezig or all three mountains, which one is your faith to acquire great merits.
The visit of Yading Nature Reserve is no bargain. For admission and coach transfers, we pay per person converted ca. 30 Euro. The bus ride leads through a spectacular mountain pass. At the sight of the first snow-capped summit a murmur is heard by the bus. On a viewing platform, we make a stop. The Chinese make faxing and photos before the really beautiful mountain scenery. Soon we reach the entrance to the reserve. For the equivalent of a further ten Euro we take a kind of mini-tram on wheels six kilometers until Luorong Prairie on 4180 Meters above sea level. The walk here near the asphalt road would have cost us a lot of time.