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Leaving Lhasa, the next stop for our adventure was the beautiful Yamdrok Lake whose spectacular range of colours are a function of depth, sunlight, and location. Locals parade their yaks, mastiffs, and goats in decoration for photo opportunities with a small fee from tourists. Along the journey, we also had the opportunity to visit Karola Glacier another place of great natural beauty, but also tinged with sadness on account of how far in retreat this glacier is, as are nearly all others on the planet; tragic examples of anthropogenic climate change. Eventually, we made our way to Gyantse, staying at the Yu Thou Hotel. This was notable for having superficially excellent features, all of which were not-quite-right; doors that wouldn't close, plugs that didn't work, etc. With the front facade tiling being removed, the place was a construction site that continued operations.

The following day, despite our protests, our guide wouldn't take us to the Gyantse Dzong, a pivotal fort of Tibet's changing political environment for six hundred years and in the early 20th century a site of important resistance against the British invasion of Tibet. Instead, we visited the nearby Palcho Monastery, notable as a site where three Buddhist sects co-exist and the large Kumbum Stupa. Taking to the road, we also stopped at the Sakya Monastery, home of the Sakyapa sect and over 80,000 thousand items in its library. This was all en route to the city of Lhaze, where we stayed at an Ibis Hotel which came with modern facilities but comically indifferent staff.

Yesterday we took the incredible winding road of Gawu La Mountain pass to Tashizom, a small town that is rapidly being converted to the epicentre of departures to Everest's (aka Qomolangma) "Base Camp 0". As for the mountain itself, it really is quite stunning. Arriving in early autumn the surrounding peaks of the Himalayas, impressive as they are, are quite barren (and more so than usual), yet to accumulate their autumn and winter snow. Everest and some other nearby peaks (Makalu, Lhotse, Cho Oyu, Shishapangma) tower above those nearby and stand out starkly for still being snow-capped. but it is Everest in particular, with its pyramid-shaped peak from the north face, that is breathtaking (and not just because altitude sickness and oxygen deprivation is real). But the sense and visceral realisation that this is the top of the world is not something that is easy to express in words, but more something that has to be experienced.
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Arriving at Lhasa, capital of the Tibet Autonomous Region, we checked in to the Kyichi Hotel (aka Jiqu Fandian) and made a rendezvous with another fellow-traveller, Alison. Located near the Lhasa old town the hotel features comfort, an excellent style, and very pleasant dining courtyard. Lhasa, following a massive increase in Tibetan annual economic growth over the past thirty years (around fifty times, yes you read that right - although I haven't calculated real and per capita values), is a surprisingly modern bustling city with the central government pouring money for years into infrastructure and education with resulting commercial benefits; in 2020, the per capita disposable income was double the figure from 2010. The permanent population of the region of 3.5 million is at least 80% ethnic Tibetan (by language), although it does receive some forty million domestic tourists per annum, whilst foreign visitors is a mere 500,000.

The area does have some truly impressive cultural centres; on our second day we visited the Drepung Monastery and then the Sera Monastery, both home to monks of the Geluk ("yellow hat") sect, dominant in the region. The former monastery is the largest of its sort, whilst the latter is renowned for the theatrical "debating monks", which is more for show rather than an expression of serious differences. The following day was a visit to the massive Potala Palace, the historical seat of the Tibetan government and the local Jokhang Temple and finally, today, the Ganden Monastery and the "caves" (really nooks with small buildings attached) Drak Yerpa. Visiting these locations requires a degree of fitness; eschewing the modern conveniences of lifts etc, visitors will often have to climb several thousand steps and the temples themselves are located on mountain-sides.

As a strange aside, apparently locals and visitors alike think I'm an Australian yeti; I'm big, wild shoulder length hair, grey beard, etc, all of which makes me quite a novelty here. The yeti theory is the only logical conclusion that the travel group has come to on the number of people (men, women, monks, youngsters) who have asked me for photo opportunities. Whilst people are friendly and say "hello" to our group, but apparently I'm the exotic circus geek or something. I'm not too sure what to make of the woman who immediately rang her husband and tell him about the "super cute Australian" she had just met, or the marriage proposal from the security guard. This all said, tomorrow morning our party heads out into the countryside for my version of a temple - nature - and eventually to Mount Everest (aka Qomolangma to the locals).

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