Xi'ning

The train arrived in Xi'ning in the afternoon.

We took taxi to the guesthouse, which I found by internet. The guesthouse was unexpectedly deserted to some empty street.

The guesthouse was empty too, and we were only two guests.

The room assigned to us was down to the other end of the hall way. Some others'doors were open. I was scared to see that darkness in the rooms, but I still tried to search for something.
The night was frozen. My husband did not have a good sleep. He spent most of time recording my sleeping noice.

He insisted that it was snoring. But from his evidence, I did not hear anything.

Next early morning, we took the bus to Tongren, the town of Tangka, Buddihm painting.

We met some other backpackers at the bus station. It was surprised to meet the ones like us, especially during this time.