Kangding

So this is the start of the Tibetan world.
There are loads of Tibetan people dressed in traditional clothes and speak Tibetan.
Signs are written in chinnese and tibetan, which has its own writing.
There are Lamisaries, prayer flags, prayer wheels, including handy hand held ones that old women keep spinning all the time.

I am sharing my dorm with some Tibetan monks.
Staring is quite common and you start to get used to it.
Quite often when you are eating people walking by will just stop, stare and drop their jaw.
Still it can be a put offputting when someone stands over your bed and stares at you while you are trying to get to sleep.
At lunch another monk just stood behind us and stared so we offered him a seat.
The equipment that every monk must have is, trendy robes, cool hat, beads for praying and a brand new mobile phone.
This guy showed us a download he had of a pop band to point out that I had the same colour hair as these blond girls.

Kangding sitts squashing into the valley floor where two rivers meet,
the surrounding mountains are pretty cool and I have spent a few days walking in the hills.