Nyingchi, Tibet
Two days in Nyingchi are way too much for a package tour group. There are probably plenty of places to go and see if you have a proper guide and flexibility and mobility, but for a package tour where someone is sitting in a tour agency office deciding where to take a group of people and when, pickings are apparently slim.This morning we went to see some really big cypress trees that called to mind giant redwoods in California, but ultimately left me unimpressed. It looked like there might have been good hiking, but I was with a bunch of old people who mostly couldn't handle anything vigorous, plus since I'm pretty much incommunicado on this trip with no information coming to me and no way to ask, I didn't know if I could safely take off on my own without inconveniencing everybody.
After wondering about it for a while, I finally did start venturing up into the pathways, taking my earbuds out in case people called me back, and call me back they did; they were about done. No one else was willing to venture further into the prayer flag swathed grove. They just stayed at the lower level area and gawked at the trees, taking pictures like good tourists do.
Back in the parking lot, I noticed that the grove of trees, nestled at the base of a mountain, didn't cover much acreage. Looking up the mountain, it was clear the grove of trees did not go up the mountain, and therefore those paths were likely quite short. Not impressed.
9:47 a.m.-10:04 a.m. |
I think I knew by this time that to avoid reflections shooting out windows, put the lens as close to the window as possible. I don't know why I wasn't doing it. |
10:26 a.m.-11:23 a.m., Tibet scenery from the bus |
11:50 a.m.-12:17 p.m., namche barwa scenic overlook |
Rainbow V 22mm lens toy camera, Ilford XP2 Super |
I was struggling with the altitude a bit, and there were stairs leading out to the lookout point, and I decided to push myself to check out my fitness and decided to run up the stairs. People were telling me not to run, not knowing what I was doing, and when I got to the top, I immediately had to go into Qi-gong breath channeling exercises to not pass out.
We had lunch in the mountains – Chinese-style, multi-course banquet – and then returned to the hotel, and the effects of altitude were apparent to probably everyone. Nothing else was planned that day until dinner at the hotel. Again. A Chinese-style, multi-course banquet (again) that tour members complained about for being too spicy. I was embarrassed by that.
1:38 p.m., street where we stopped for lunch |