You see, I never take pictures of myself so after coming back from
Tibet, according to my family and some of my friends, I couldn't
"prove" that I was really there. After all, anybody could have taken
the 400+ photos that I had brought. So here are some "proofs" that I
actually did go to Tibet this summer.
At the saddle point on the way to Yang Zhuo lake, a few hours south-west of Lhasa.
On the way to one of the small monasteries near Lhasa. Grace in the foreground, cows in the background.
I can't remember where this one was taken. I can't remember what I was thinking of, either.
On the road! On the way back from the Yang Zhuo lake.
On the way to the Chupsung Nunnery near Lhasa. I had no idea that I was capable of appearing so flirtatious. Totally unintentionally!
