Wednesday, 19 August 2009

Tibetan Countryside - Going to Yangpachen Geothermal Area

Every morning, we wake up as early as 7 with an hour for breakfast before we headed out to the various destination by coach. Most of these photos here are taken from the coach. With only about 6 days in Tibet, every moment was precious. We went past several hours of Tibetan countryside before we reached the Yangpachen Geothermal Area, a spa resort famous for its medicinal hot springs.

Roadside shops with vendors waiting for customers. You can see prayer flags on the corners of the taller white building. Weapons were once used instead of prayer flags.

A farmer working in the fields

A group of farmers walking along a path

Yaks grazing on the pastures

Lady farmers working together in the fields

Another row of roadside shops

Both lady and men doing laborious work.

Ladies doing some manual labour with their spades

The coach stopped at this spot. An announcement for a toilet break was made in the coach. Some elderly aunties were slowly making their way out of the coach when they realised, they're in the middle of nowhere. "Where is the toilet?", they asked. And, the tour guide pointed at the wall by the roadside. Shocked and disapproved, they went back to their seats.

I saw the stop as a photo opportunity. My sister went with another lady to the "toilet" with their umbrellas as covers. This type of toilet is later coined as "singing mountain song". I actually came to enjoy singing mountain song than visiting the regular lavatory. Once, we had to do it in someone's farm! It was quite an experience. Another time, our choice of venue was in front of a stream where the mountain was behind it. A priceless moment in life! Where in the world can girls relieve themselves like this?

While the others were singing mountain song, I ventured around. A tiny purple flower plant.

A heap of cow dung looking like a coil of rope

Some other plant with brownish red fruits

Tiny red flowers

Plant with dandelion-looking flowers

A village in the valley. I love watching the villages in the valleys. They are so away from everything, from technology, from bizarre entertainment news, from violents and uprisings. Their life is detached from all worldly matters and they are simple and self-reliant.

A horsey drinking water

Tibetan houses. This one is a castle-like house.

A yak standing alone by the road side

A man and a woman shoveling to mix the cement

A man on his return to fill his barrel with more cement mixture

Another farming scene

A ruin by the mountain slopes

Farmers having lunch under the shade while a grey horse grazes on the grass.

One-storey castle-like shophouses by the roadside

Rape seed fields

A Tibetan neighbourhood

A farmer hard at work

A small brick house beside the highway

A flowing river with a village in the far distance

A highway road leading to a tunnel in the mountain

A car overtaking an orange truck. In the distance, a beeline of army trucks approaching.

The long highway stretches across valleys and rivers

Village and fields in the valley as the highway passes through

So much activity going on on the road. Trucks were ferrying products, farmers or villagers in smaller trucks or motorcycles carrying all sort and tourists in the 4WD or coaches excited about the new places of attractions.

A tent by the river

A Tibetan house with a satellite dish

Man sitting by the side of the entrance

A river crossing mountains

Construction workers with their orange safety helmets

A line of yaks climbing up the mountain

I've seen muddy river and blue rivers but the water in the river looks milky.

A mural on the rocks of mountain protectors

A red truck by the side of the mountain

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