Going out of Gongnaisi Valley, you have to turn over Aiken Daban. The altitude fluctuations in Xinjiang are still much easier than those in Tibet.
The big truck that couldn’t stop the car turned around, and the wheels kept slipping and wouldn’t go away. I asked if I needed help towing it. The driver looked at my little Jimny with a puzzled expression and said that a forklift had come to rescue him. up.
The distance between each county and city in Xinjiang is called a long distance, and soon arrived at Bayingoleng Mongol Autonomous Prefecture, referred to as Bazhou. The naan pit meat here is amazing.
Today, with the development of logistics, it is not difficult to eat seafood in Xinjiang, the province farthest from the sea.
The desert road must be crossed. In fact, after walking it, it is nothing. It is a long and straight road, driving continuously, with few cars, fewer people, strong wind, and sand-blocking shrubs on both sides.
The day before we were going to cross, it snowed a little, moistening the dry desert.
The first day I stewed a pot of horse meat in an electric pressure cooker at the hotel, and went down the road at lunch time to find a low-lying desert flat to have a meal of horse meat soaked in sand.
The wind and sand are so strong that you have to shake the sand on the bun after eating two bites.
Eat and drink enough, entertain yourself, but get stuck in the car before you have enough fun!
After a little planing, the chassis will be taken care of, and the monkey climbs the pole to rescue Xiaoji .
Alone, a Jimny, the road is long and straight, and my thoughts drifted there. The sudden appearance of this interesting riding team aroused my interest at once.
This is a young couple who met in Lhasa. They have been riding with their cute pet Erha for almost a year.
Decided to go back and walk for a while, and it was getting late, and we made wine and talked about life together.
(to be continued)