Wind Horse and Fish Sauce

traveling between the Himalayas and the Pacific

Tag: Bus

On the dirt road towards Shangri-La

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.

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Tibet, we come!

Jede Stunde macht sich ein Bus auf den beschwerlichen Weg von Chengdu im schwülen diesigen Sichuan-Becken ins kühle Kangding, dem Tor nach Tibet in der Kham-Region. Heute um 11 Uhr fährt er mit uns, wir sitzen auf dem Ehrenplatz in der ersten Reihe rechts mit einer Top-Aussicht nach vorne. Die Fahrt soll laut verschiedener Quellen zwischen sieben und zehn Stunden dauern. Wir fragen noch einmal die Dame am Ticketschalter, die uns erst nicht versteht, dann aber etwas von 4 to 5 Stunden murmelt. Das sind ja mal gute Nachrichten, vermutlich wurde der Sichuan-Tibet Highway inzwischen weiter ausgebaut, so we think.

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