Tibet Part I: Chasing Shangri-La
Monday, April 2nd, 2007
After a bus ride from Hong Kong to mainland China, I hopped a teeming two night/three day train through some astoundingly beautiful countryside – steep valleys sloping down to river beds and yawning wet fields, sheer cliffs pierced with the glowing caves of workers camped down for the evening. The trip was like a rolling tour of every village featured in “the hero returns scene!” of every epic Chinese movie filmed in the past ten years.
It was a long quiet ride in a sea of Mandarin and I arrived at Chengdu — a pretty little town and the hopping off point for journeys to Tibet – ready for camaraderie.
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From a perch on the roof of the all but deserted Sammo Guest House in Cape Coast, Ghana, I knew I probably wasn’t where I was supposed to be.
Meaning, I guess, that I’d taken a wrong turn ... 
No longer will you have to remember the rambling, absurdly long (if clever) title of my travel blog (presumptuously assuming you lie awake at night trying to recall such things). We're moving on ... 
It’s a snowy New Year’s eve afternoon back home. Distracted halfway into or out of an outfit, I am clad in a bizarre sundress/sweater combo, cupping a mug of sweet warm jasmine tea and ... 
I did nearly nothing today.
Awoke to an open window full of green mountains, had fresh papaya for breakfast outside, wandered down a steep cobbled street to a tiny town square where I had coffee and watched ... 
