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Breakfast the next morning around the same fire was simple too: sweet deep-fried bread and spicy potatoes for the adults and the usual porridge for me. The horses were prepared and soon we took off on a road following a small |
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river. As most of the guides were walking, Papa noticed that one of the horses was missing and tried unsuccessfully to convey this to the guides. Only a good 1/2 hour later did they notice the omission as well and one guy had to run back... Later we said goodbye to the couple, who had planned a 3-day trek, and we started on the way back, passing a nice Tibetan village with lots of colourful prayer flags. There was also a group of women processing a harvest of barley: good photo-ops for Mommy. Then climbing again to a pass |
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where we had lunch with a beautiful view of the mountains. Going down I went on the shoulders of my guide to a point where the path became more or less level again. Our arrival back in Songpan through the old part of town was accompanied by the usual "hello's" (did I tell you that this being often the only word the Chinese know in English, we hear it ALL the time, when walking through towns and especially villages?). And that was the end of our horse trek, another highlight of my trip so far, and I'm hoping that we can do it some other time again. |
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After a last night in town we caught the 6:30 am bus to Chengdu. The road was good and quite scenic with views of steep valleys and large rivers. Only towards the end of our 8-hour journey did we come to the plain where the big city is located. I was already looking forward to see my friends the pandas again... |
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