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JiuZhaiGou
Day 3 (19th Sept)
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It started raining last night.
At 8am, we, all equipped with
raincoats and umbrellas, continue from where we left off yesterday. We
take the bus up the Arrow Bamboo HaiJi and plan to walk the remaining 7
miles of the right arm of the "Y".
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Calm and mysterious. In the rain, HaiJis has a different mood. |

I hear nothing, not even rain. |

And
the air smell even fresher. |

Rain
stops. |

Looks good even
above water. |

A calm surface
reveals more color. |

There is only one
kind of fish in JiuZhaiGou - the Highland Scaleless Fish (not
official translation )
There are plenty of them in the Panda HaiJi. |
It
takes 4 times the effort and time to take a PIC in the rain. Me, Xing and
Juan take turn holding umbrella for each other. And no surprise, productivity is
lower than low. |
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When we walk beyond the Arrow Bamboo HaiJi, we find that the road is
closed for road construction. How come no one ever mentioned this to us in
the past 2 days? But again, what the hack. It' rainy and there is no guard
in sight.  
However, as we continue up, we see
stones rolling down hill sides every 10 minutes. What if the mum and dad
of the stones are waiting in line? A few workers also tell us that they
are blasting stone up there even it's raining. The road has a deadline to
make because it has to be reopen in the coming National Day Holiday (1st
Oct.).
I am sure this is the place to say
NO if Xing promises Juan a ring with a big STONE. So we turn back.
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Although I see slight signs of pollution, JiuZhaiGou is still a clean place.
Watch these on a branch.
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is the kind of life you can find on a small section of a branch.
It's as dense as Hong Kong's population. |
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We are back to our inn near noon. When I think I can call it a bad day, a
good day happens in another form. We turn to indoor activity - checking
out the house of the Tibetan family that runs the inn.
ZhouMa is the daughter of the
family. She is young and nice to chat with. And best of all, she allows me
to take PIC inside and outside of the house. That's how cultural exchange
starts.
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Inside the house, our social activity centers around the stove. We take
PICs around it, boil tea with it, cook with it, sit around it and chat
around it. It is the soul of the living room.
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The stove is a piece of work. All handmade. Copper edged. This
one has 2 levels so we can put our tea on the lower level to keep it
warm while we chat. |

Don't
think I turn the lights down to make the PICs more dramatic. That is
exactly the kind of illumination they have in Tibetan houses.
Mysterious, eh? |

I
don't take a lot of PICs of myself but again, this one is too good
to miss. It's good that ZhouMa is not camera shy. |
Maybe, just maybe, you want to turn up your monitor's brightness a
little bit. I find that the PICs get a little darker after they are
being shrunk. |
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We PIC and chat away the whole afternoon. It's simply great, unexpectedly
great.
When it's dinner time, Fa [Flower],
the helper of the house, makes us ChiBa (not
sure of pronunciation). It's
the Tibetan version of mashed potatoes.
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What kind of tool Fa uses for ChiBa? It's definitely not
high tech but it's fun. It saves electricity too.  |
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Then
ChiBa is put into a soup with some veggie strips to cook. Cooked
ChiBa is chewy - a texture not normally associated with mashed
potatoes. It's taste is rather plain but when served with chilli
paste (forget to PIC here, got one tomorrow), it's wonderful. |
I
put 3 spoonful (big Chinese soup spoon!) of chilli paste into this bowl. And
I finish the last drop of chilli-saturated soup despite 1)
warning that my stomach will rebel, 2) my sweating forehead, 3) my
runny nose. It's just too yummy to be given up.    |
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Sweat dreams after a good day of cultural exchange.
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