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... and a hint of laughter that seems to hang dearly on their last breaths. Pedal, young lad, pedal, they urge me, pedal on. That I do, and it’s another day chasing the traders that once were, the Marco Polos of today and the dreams of tomorrow. Following the tracks of ancient salesmen, the mountains surround me as I make my way northwest through the Hexi Corridor towards the desert Oasis of Dunhuang. Life is slow here, no need to rush, I ...
... in the countryside. This morning the train conductor woke us up at 4 o'clock. More people got off, so there was a sleepy hustle in the dark train to get luggage ready, while the remaining passengers tried to continue sleeping. Outside, the first thing we noticed was the cold. Winds are changing. We noticed the leaves of the planted trees along the track were turning yellow. Fall is in the air. Outside the station a couple of taxis were waiting. We tried to get ...
... feasted yet again on delicious foods that I couldn't even pronounce, let alone remember.
After dinner, we wanted to check out the market by night, but it was still light out. All of China uses a single time zone, so the sun will rise and set increasingly later the further west we go. To wait out the time until the night market kicked off, we stopped off at the supermarket, bought some drinks, and headed back to the hotel for ...
... to the train, Rae and I caught 5 years ago, this train was civilised. There was no smoking in the corridors, people walking into your compartment and stops at every station. This time there was even a modern station on arrival. Modern looking, but lacking escalators for getting bags up and down the steps.not the sort of exercise you feel like after an overnight train ...
... much closer to the hills whose surface stones were like those of the Black Desert in Egypt.
The road signs were interesting in that they were no longer in Chinese/Arabic but now in Chinese/English; although often the spellings on the signs were in error.
Heading towards Dunhuang we passed (to our left) a huge wind farm. There were at least 500 turbines harvesting the desert wind. I had not seen so ...