It’d been a meandering drive across lonely grasslands on the edge of the Tibetan Plateau, when we arrived at the Galitai Pass.
Being afternoon, we decided to stop-over and stay the night in this high-valley pass.
A hot meal of noodles, meat and vegetables amid swigs of baijiu (strong, clear Chinese liquor) complemented the chill and stark surrounds.
… By morning, we opened the curtain – it had snowed last night.
It was cold but enchanting.
Wei made milk tea and garlic toast as I flew my drone over the frozen monochromatic surrounds.
Soon, three oil tankers traveling as a convoy, pulled over on the road 100 meters away, drivers gathering to share breakfast around a steaming pot upon a gas-cannister stove.
And then the bulb of slight-morning sun faded and swirling gray swamped the horizon. Snow flapped in. So we hit the road – before we got buried by cold white.
Travels in China – 2020
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