Lhasa Manasarovar Hotel
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... glaciers. The peaks were jagged pinnacles into the sky. Quite something to see...the Himalayas! Yahoo!
After landing, we drove over the Yellow River on the way to Lhasa. This river starts in the upper glaciers of the Himalaya and when it enters India, it is called the Ganges. We drove past farming areas and could see famers working in the fields. Barley is very big here. The airport is about an hour outside ...
... I haven't even looked at them yet, myself. We had a couple of hours until dinner and the options were the little ramshackle shops or walking clockwise around the peak we had just hung our flags from. We checked out the second set of 'outhouses' which were up five or so steps and then just a rock wall around it. No roof, but at least there was a door. I went into the men's side and the Chinese women next to me were losing it. But finally relented when they realized there was ...
... extended under us.
The Samye monastery seemed a mandala, so small and colorful!
We took our time there, making pictures, listening to our guide stories and meditating.
We and the monks
Since we still have time before the dinner, we went inside the monastery's walls, where beautilful green gardens and peaceful animals walked around.
We went in the courtyard of the monastery where just monks were there.
For the first time we saw monks busy ...
... After a couple of warm up temples we were ready for the big one: The Potala Palace. Up to 1959 and the "cultural revolution" when Tibet lost it's independence and was claimed by the Chinese, Potala Palace had been the home to the Dalai Lama, around 3000 monks and a whole village of people housed at the foot of the huge palace where it stood grand on a hill at almost 4000m above sea level.Not having been inhabited since then it now stands more as a monument ...
... see any Tibetan monks at Potala Palace, I saw plenty at Sera Monestry. Jokhang temple was worth a visit as well. The smell of incense and yak oil was overpowering as we wandered around the dark corridors of the temple. Steep wooden steps led us to the rooftop of the temple, where we replaced our incense filled lungs with fresh air while looking out to the stream of pilgrims and Chinese soldiers below us. ...