Perpetual motion continued as we bounced our way up and onto the Tibetan Plateau via public bus. Planes, trains, and ...well, the journey was as long as our bags heavy. Up before dawn to wrap email correspondance, wading through Monday morning traffic to register with the US Consulate, and changing cash before leaving city amenities; we left memories of these chores with the city's thick smog. Chorused by 5 young girls sitting one row back, our eyes were graced with the first sight of snow on this ski/snowboarding adventure.
Clean mountain air and the first true-blue sky since Asian arrival cast a spell, and I hung my head though the window like a pooch. Bounce we did, up and down, side to side, 8 hours to Kangding. Up before dawn and another 12 to Kandze.
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