Before telling the story, it is necessary to introduce a few of my companions this time, because the following story, more or less have his (her) participation. A Hui , in Chengdu Youth Hostel to play a game of werewolf kill Aquarius male acquaintance, because the two are planning to hitchhike to Lhasa, so chat to 4:00 in the morning to determine the peer partnership, just because of the accident, I set off first, but also earlier than he arrived in Lhasa, but then all the way along the Nepalese counterparts, innate self-contained accosting skills, all the way to the story is more than I have twists and turns rich. Fat Da , a weight did not exceed eighty kilograms of natural black circles under the eyes of the female panda, before meals will be praying for Christ followers, to see every dog to say hello, a word on the roll eyes and want to take a small fist hammer you, a day will be asked to cold Hui has not eaten the medicine a dozen times. Maierjiang Guli Baimaijiang , yes, that's his full name, is also the first Xinjiang Uyghur in history to cross the border from Gyirong. For this reason, we waited for five hours at the Nepalese border crossing, presumably checking the male and female of her dog as well as her spouse and blood type, so much so that when I returned to China two weeks later, the entry inspector said, "Wasn't there a girl from Xinjiang named Buimaijiang you were with at the time? The two I have to say together, because this pair of "cousins" almost lied to me all the way, one is braided with a head full of Tibetan braids, dangling cigarettes, a mouthful of Sichuan profanity of the red, one is a small body sleep holding their own chicken dolls, from the motorcycle fell and bruised the Nana did not say anything, of course, Sichuan profanity and smoking is no less than the small red.
From Lhasa to Kathmandu, the first in Lhasa to take Ford twelve-seat minibus to the town of Gyirong, the seat can not be adjusted, from four o'clock in the afternoon to the next day at 10:00 a.m., in the middle of the road through the seven or eight checkpoints, every time you get out of the car to brush the ID card, regardless of whether you are not at three o'clock in the morning, regardless of whether you are not elevation of 4,000 or 5,000. More than a thousand kilometers of road, about three or four hundred kilometers more bumpy, but only the body swaying from side to side, at least the butt has not left the seat. And I was watching the whole process of the blinding sun shining overhead, the sun setting over the mountains, the moon rising over the wilderness, the stars filling the sky, the sunrise and the moon side by side, and the sun taking over the sky again. Dressing along the way also went from short sleeves, to adding a jacket, putting on a jumper, and even trying to put on a fleece before taking it off piece by piece. The first thing you need to do is to get to the town of Gyirong, wait for the time to enter the customs, then take a two-hour bus ride to the Gyirong port, complete the formalities to enter the customs, the bridge is called the hot rope bridge, clearly divided into two segments, the one that is not broken close to China, and the one that is broken is close to Nepal.
At the Nepalese border crossing, the so-called border crossing is just a few tents sent by China. The wind is blowing yellow sand all over the sky, the Nepalese who care about it still wear a mask, do not care about it is probably already accustomed to it. Looking around, the line of sight is blocked by a few large mountains, a road looks like a belt of yellow soil and stone winding away, and I only realized its power after five hours. Waiting at the border crossing for the Xinjiang girls to leave at 7:00 p.m. Nepal time, six people in a van-like suv, the number of times my butt left the seat along the way was too many to count, and the six of us were like jumping candies in our mouths, jumping up and down in the car, and the most unbelievable thing of all was that we were able to sleep, probably because we had already been running for dozens of hours, and woke up to look first to see if our heads were in the not on our bodies. From the border to Kathmandu, two hundred kilometers of road, we spent eight hours, in a can not accommodate two side-by-side trucks, the roadside is a cliff on the rocky dirt road, our car like a small rabbit in the sky full of dust bouncing to the capital of this country. The entire route, if one were to draw a gravity displacement diagram, would look like a normal person's electrocardiogram, very much alive, whereas if it were a domestic highway, it would look much like the electrocardiogram of a dead person, basically a straight line.
Arriving in Kathmandu at 3:00 a.m., with no defenses in mind because I thought those roads were just that bad because they were off-center, but this country is so fair, and the car pulled up in front of the hotel in the midst of a bumpy ride to the busiest part of the country's capital city, the Tamil neighborhood of Kathmandu. A few of us looked like we had been smuggled in from China, grimy, removing our luggage from the roof of the car like garbage bags no one wanted on the side of the road. Hui went to buy cigarettes at a roadside kiosk, and the owner said, "The store doesn't have any whole packs left, how many do you want?
The next day shopping in Tamil, the street is slightly better than the road from the road, may be the stone is people stepped down, except that the dust is not at all weaker than in the car. I heard two Chinese girls, who are supposed to be new to the city, chatting and saying, "I really don't want to come out to shop at all, if I had known it was going to be like this, I would have preferred not to come here.
The same is by car, from Kathmandu to Pokhara, with wifi bus, ticket more than twenty yuan, the ride two hundred kilometers or so, on the road because of mudslides landslides to let the car, car accidents to let the car, a total of **** with eight hours, in the back of the car sitting in the back of the car, the whole ride down the Xiaomi bracelet shows more than 20,000 walking steps.
Kathmandu's Durbar Square, a tourist area, which is a very long history of the temple, in the 2015 earthquake, was very seriously damaged, basically all destroyed, but still still surrounded by chains, set up a few ticket booths. After wandering around, we sat in front of one of the temples, and we kept getting some local kids, coming over with bottles of mineral water, looking at us with begging eyes, hoping we'd buy it, and locals kept coming over to ask us if we wanted a guide. There was a little girl, she looked 13 or 14 years old, she didn't come over to sell things, but sat down and talked with us, she was going to school, so she could use some simple English to communicate. Fat Tat went to buy some candies and gave them to the girl and the children who came to sell water. When they saw the candies, they were as happy as if they had received New Year's money at New Year's Eve, and they couldn't care less about selling the water, so they sat down and played with us. Two little boys were very interested in taking pictures and took many selfies with my cell phone. The girl sat in the middle of Fat Da and I, when it suddenly started to rain, the little girl said she was cold, Fat Da took off his jacket to put on her, holding her tightly. The Xinjiang girl also gave her her own scarf, but also gave her a pair of earrings to the little girl, the little girl put them on and showed them to the other children coming and going, as if showing off her new clothes for New Year's Eve, as if she was the happiest person at that moment. After the rain stopped, she invited us to her house. When I was out and about, I was very defensive, and I would never do something like go to a stranger's house, let alone in a country I hadn't been to before, but I don't know why, but I looked at the little girl's face and eyes, and I wanted to go and see them. The five of them actually didn't really want to go at first, and I could understand where they were coming from, after all, everyone has their own safety precautions, but then they tagged along anyway. Under the leadership of the little girl, we walked from the crowded Durbar Square, less than ten minutes, we came to a piece of local people living in the accommodation area, the moment you step into the door, the smell of the sewers, and climbed two layers of only one person can go through the wooden steps, to their home. Less than ten square meters, put a bed and a TV set, the bed is her mother and two sisters, the father went out to work, each of them are very enthusiastic to say hello in Nepali. At first, only Ah Hui and I came up, they were waiting below, we told them at the window, it's okay, you can come up to take a look, the little girl has been enthusiastically said, come up ah, only Xiaohong came up to take a look, we went back to eat as an excuse to leave. When we left, the little girl leaned against the door, as if she had changed, put on a begging expression, said to us, please give me some money, I'm so hungry. We continued on our way, she did not follow us, but just kept saying please, please. when we went back in the evening, I heard them say that Fatta gave her 500 rupees because she could not bear to see the little girl with tears in her eyes. There is also a detail, the little girl received the earrings, wear a moment, and then disappeared for a period of time, and then came back, the earrings disappeared, holding two one dollar yuan, let us give her change into rupees.
Nepal only borders China and India, and because of the friendly relations between China and Nepal, so the Chinese go a lot, basically doing business with the Nepalese more or less understand some Chinese. Also see a street everywhere in the drawing of Haina young man, Northeast China than I speak also slipped, know a lot of language, speak a set of things, the first time to see, three people were lulled into painting him, while painting us, while still accosting other people. The second time I saw him, or the same set in the pull of other Chinese, everyone laughed.
I don't know if it's because the Chinese are too good at bargaining, or because they just want to make money off of the Chinese, but it's normal for them to pay half the price here, and two-thirds of the price is acceptable.
I'm not sure if it's because the Chinese are so good at bargaining or because they just want to make money off of the Chinese, but it's also acceptable to pay two-thirds of what you're paying. The same is true for the other things, too.
Rent a motorcycle in Pokhara, the five of us rented three, only a passport, I said we are together, the owner of the rental car, said many Chinese people rent a car when said to be together, the results of the incident, we said each other do not know. I said, we are not like other Chinese. On that day, we climbed a mountain on a motorcycle, Hong and Nana were not too brave to drive, just next to two young men who went up the mountain, helped to drive up, and when we came down, we expressed our gratitude, and he asked us for money. Ah Hui said that there are no gentlemen in this country. During the descent, Hong dropped the car, the bumper was a bit bent inside, when we returned the car the next day, the owner asked for two hundred RMB, and finally gave him thirty, because Hong had played with motorcycles, and knew how much it would cost to repair in such a situation.
By the way, there is also a Nepalese businessman of sorts, at the Nepalese port of entry, when the car, pulling the guests of the young man, asked me and Hui want to girl, 3000 rupees a night, package transfer.
The first time I watched a game in a bar, I was surprised to see it abroad. In Nepal, homosexuality is legal, and has also become a tourist highlight of their place, there are a lot of gay bars, but also can be seen everywhere on the street holding hands of boys. Go to the bar just sat down, asked for a bottle of beer, not ready to drink, next to a boy over, smiling at me, I smile back out of politeness, who knows he came up to pull up my hand, pull me to the awkward dance, I said I do not know, he said, I'll teach you ah, not to say that I pulled me to the dance floor, awkwardly twisted a few times, and I'm out of the game. To the game time, all the people gathered in front of the projection screen, but it seems that a lot of Nepalese Real Madrid fans, especially the fans of Crowe, this game did not disappoint them, every time Crowe scored a goal, they cheered as if they had won the war, mouth shouting words I do not understand, I think it should be the Chinese language, the meaning of the bull.
At the Nepalese border crossing, a border control soldier, who was a head taller than me, checked my luggage and saw the silver bracelet and gemstones that I bought, and had to ask me for an invoice. I said, "Are you kidding me, where can I get an invoice in Nepal, no one gave me an invoice when I bought the stuff, and no one reminded me to get an invoice. Showed him my transfer records, it didn't work. He said, all must be there, if you don't have it you have to pay tax. I became angry and said, I won't give it, this is my first time in Nepal and no one reminded me about the invoice and no store gave it to me. He was about to come and take away what I had bought, and I put his hand back, and he took my passport, and I made a show of fighting to the end. I was told by a Chinese man that I should just give him a tip. I told him that I knew he wanted a tip, but I just didn't want to give it to him. After half an hour I flashed my wallet and only had twenty rupees and asked him if he wanted it, he was helpless and gave me his passport and told me it was the last time, I said, there is no next time, this road will not be traveled again.
The day before I returned home, I went to a jewelry store recommended by a friend to pick out a gemstone for my mother, and after talking to the owner for no more than a few sentences, a woman in her thirties came in, I looked at her, and she looked at me, and asked me in Chinese, is it Chinese? I said, yes. Then she smiled and said, "Great, we are all Chinese, hometown. She probably looked at it, and then sat down next to me, I put some gemstones in front of me, was selecting, she picked up a string, asked the boss how much, and then said with a disgusted face, so expensive ah, is not worth the price, out of curiosity I asked her how much do you think I want to buy this is worth, she said that the boss to give the price is high, then the boss suddenly angry, said to her, what do you know, why do you say that I am selling expensive, the woman also angry, began to quarrel, said I do jewelry business for so many years, can not tell? The boss said, "This is my customer, you have no right to mislead him, the woman left with anger. At first I thought the boss was trying to cheat me, thinking I didn't know what I was doing, and that I wanted to get rid of someone who did know what he was doing. Then the boss said that the woman came once in the morning and pulled away a guest from his store because she said to the guest that this store sells expensive, I know a cheaper one, you can go with me, and the guest will get a 20% commission if he buys something in the store she referred him to.
There is only one thing to look forward to when you go to Nepal, and that is gliding. I am looking forward to all the extreme sports, and those that are on my list, such as bungee jumping and parachuting, I will go one by one to realize them. On the way to the gliding point, Xiao Hong and Fat Da were already nervous and excited, while I was very calm, as if I was very experienced and it was not my first time. But to the gliding point, watching the coach to open the paraglider, put on their own protective gear, only began to get nervous, to see Xiaohong is not ready for psychological preparation, a scream by the coach to take off, I even a little afraid, at that moment, only to realize what is a sense of security. The so-called sense of security, is the feeling of feet on the ground, will not fall. And the real excitement is, wait for the wind to come, from halfway up the hill to run, feet off the ground to rise up in the air at that moment, a short period of weightlessness and then rise up with the power of the wind, after this moment, afraid of will disappear, because anyway, already in the sky, the life of the coaches are handed over to the trainer, rather than be afraid to go to enjoy, and then stretched out his arms and legs to feel the wind, looking down at the foot of the mountains, the villages, the Fewa Lake, just so in the sky! Floating around. And after half an hour in the air, because the scenery is so monotonous, even a little want to go to sleep.
Some people ask me for tips on how to go to Nepal, I will give them a detailed introduction to how to take the bus, the route, but if they ask me what I think of Nepal, I say, I can't answer you, everyone's feelings are different, if you want to know if you go and see for yourself is not good enough. This is also my worldview, no matter how the world looks like in other people's eyes, I have to go and see for myself.