Wir befinden uns auf dem Höhepunkt unserer Reise. Über fast 5000 Meter hohe Pässe fahren wir im Bus in Richtung Litang. Der Sichuan-Tibet-Highway ist inzwischen größtenteils gut ausgebaut. Zwischen Xinduqiao und Litang jedoch sind zwei große Tunnelprojekte noch nicht vollendet und so genießen wir für wenige Stunden das Gefühl, that travelers had to endure many days earlier: On the old narrow pass road, mostly paved with potholes, partly sandy slopes, we screw us in curves up the hill. Alternating left and right lurks the hundreds meter deep abyss next to the road or oncoming traffic and only a few centimeters away from the tire. The suspension of the bus gets full roar. Light People take off from the seats, great people come up against the ceiling of the bus. Far down the road meanders, which we have already mastered. A thousand feet above the valley we reach the saddle of the pass. As everywhere in Tibet those distinctive points are adorned with plenty of colorful prayer flags and Kathi heart goes on.

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