Langmusi, China

Then we went on to a little village called Langmusi where we spent some days with the Nomads.

Our first contact with the yaks

At Gansu Monastery

The monastery`s burial place

Here they have so many Edelweiss that the horses eat them. We didn`t dare to pick a single one though

In this little restaurant we had tibetan noodle soup almost every day

Then we started our three day horse treck. On our way we quite frequently met nomads. It was time to moove tents and they were all really busy.

Lunch break at the source of Dragon River

This is where we wanna go

This is where we came from

The back of our host for the first night. This woman is only 33 years old - hard to believe or not?

We spent the night in this small tent because the big one was already moved to the new campsite

The youngest nomad we met

Good morning everybody!

The family we stayed with spent the night on the matress you can see behind the saddle. They thought we would have it more comfortable without them in the tent and we couldn`t convince them of the contrary.

Zeiran our guide

This morning we gave the horses some rest and climbed God`s Mountain where the nomads revive their peace treaty twice a year.

Then we went on towards Flower Ocean where we should spend the next night once we reached the beginning of it, we needed a short rest. Honestly, we would rather spend a year on a bike than three more days on a horse back.

Our last stop we made in the little village where the old nomads and the grandchildren live.

Back in Langmusi

Jiuzhaigou, China

After Guilin we took the train and several busses to visit the famous Jiuzhaigou National Park

On our way we came through several faked Tibetan villages - all of them full of Han Chinese

and some Tibetans who kept the streets clean

The National Park was really pretty though

Yongshuo, China

Since we had seen enough major cities and tourists, we spent our first week in China on the countryside near Guilin. To get there we took the overnight bus from Guangzhou. It was quite comfortable and the steward showed the only English movie he had, an American highschool splatter with the lovely title "The Butcher". We somehow felt we had to watch it to the end...