Its about that time! Tomorrow I leave for he bike trip over the Himlayas.
But first let me digress...
Ive been in Lhasa, the Tibetan capital, for a week now. One of those Chinese places where crosswalks are Darwinistic poky people death traps and prayer flags flutter in the breeze. Its been the cleanest air my lungs have seen, yet at an altitude of almost 12,000ft, they aren't seeing quite as much O2. Actually Ive been pretty fortunate with my body adjusting to the altitude nicely...more so then the roommate in my dorm last night. The poor chinese kid was breathing like a race horse with a sock stuffed in its mouth...couldn't get enough air in each breath. It woke me up and had my brain convinved that my lungs were competing for the oxygen in the room. Eventually a pair of ear plugs solved the problem.
My other roommate, a nice city girl from beijing, said the saddest thing I've heard in a while---"when my plane landed in Lhasa, I saw the clear, transparent air and realized I was breathing the first clean air of my life...I almost cried."
Now thats a Hallmark card you don't read everyday. The stories here go on and on...
But alas, tomorrow I start the 15 days of south/southwest cycling to Kathmandu, Nepal. My friends will include 1 Brit, 1 yankee, 2 kiwis, and a bottle of advil. We will sleep in tents most of the time with a couple nights of respute in a hotel. If you want to keep track of the journey, check out the website www.whyamIpunishingmyself.com --joke
I will send more when I find Buddhist enlightenment on a bike seat.
Cheers to chicken leg pedal power,
DT Willy
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