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Holly G
Joined: October 25th 2005
Logged in: July 31st 2006
Tashi Delek! Before leaving New York, a colleague warned me that some scholars get "lost in the field". They leave for a stint of research and never return. Maybe they wind up as NGO workers or dharma bums or perennial travelers. While not my intention, I already feel far from the academic world of the classroom and conference hall, the weekly grind of paper writing and paper grading, daily stints at my favorite cafes in Cambridge, and hours roaming the stacks of Widener library. Here is an account of my adventures and tribulations during a year of language study and research, based in Xining and traveling in the Tibetan region of Golok.

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July 26th 2006
A grand finale--my last month in Golok for the summer! July is the season for festivals, and the landscape of Golok is lush after the June rains. The grasslands have deep emerald sheen speckled with wildflowers. Friends join me for several weeks of monastery visits, rides on bumpy back roads, and a horse-packing trip through Nyenpo Yutse, a sacred mountain range and legendary source of the Golok tribes. Consecration at Traling Gompa It' s heartening how many new buldings are springing up in Golok monasteries--as elsewhere in Tibetan areas--with brilliant hues of fresh paint, vibrant murals, and glistening golden statues. A tent fair ground has been set up to house dignitaries from area monasteries for the consecration of the new assembly hall at Traling Gompa. We camp nearby in a tent provided by the monastery, decorated ... read more

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June 25th 2006
For my second trip to Golok this summer, I make a b-line for Serta just in time for the annual dharma gathering (chos tshogs) at Nyenlung Gompa. Hundreds of visitors pack into the gompa: Tibetan monks from as far as Rebkong, lamas from nearby Jikdril and Padma, Chinese students from scattered provinces, and locals from surrounding valleys. Storage spaces become dorms. Monks rent their rooms out for the ten days. The driveway of the monastery is suddenly lined with restaurants and shops. Under a Blazing Sun There is a festival-like atmosphere as monks and laity pile onto a grassy hill beneath the teaching platform, which looks like a small cabin that opens out to the front. The sun blazes for several days, as people huddle under umbrellas to listen to teachings and recite prayers. Old folks ... read more

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Over spring break from Qinghai Nationalities University, my roomate and friend join me in Tawu. At this point, I am just waiting a few days before going to Darlag and Padma Counties farther south. Killing time, however, quickly turns into fruitful research as I begin to meet prominent figures in Tawu in between sightseeing. Tawu is described in one guidebook as the quintessential 'cowboy town' of Golok. Indeed, the main road is crowded with nomads in cowboy hats with their long Tibetan coats fastened by Wild-West-style bullet belts and adorned by a knife tucked in the side. These bad boys have a rugged swagger and these days prefer motorcycles to horses as the prime mode of travel. At the Base of Amnye Machen After a day of wandering town, we set off for the base of ... read more

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Recovered (for the most part) from a nasty flu that delayed my departure for two weeks, I finally set out for Golok. With a lingering cough and low energy, I decide to take it slow and make the trip in short stages. First stop is Chabcha where I stayed with an old friend, who is a teacher there, and his family. Next I head to Tongde where SRJ's brother is waiting for me on motorcycle. No time to think. Just jump on side saddle, backpack and all. Off we go to the outer edge of town where I hand out with his family for a few hours while they arrange a car for me to go to Raja Gompa, approximately 3 hours to the south. The trip, of course, took the rest of the day with ... read more

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March 10th 2006
As a symbol of good fortune for the New Year. Tibetans fill a colorful wooden box with grain, tsampa (roasted barely flour), wheat stalks and other decorations. The Tibetan New Year, or Losar, is mainly a time for visiting temples, family and friends. Outside the Jokhang, hawkers are selling red helium balloons with prayer flags attached to them, a hybrid of Chinese and Tibetan colors and forms of auspiciousness for the New Year. Every few minutes someone releases a balloon into the sharp winter air so that the prayers stamped onto a string of flags can be spread by the wind. Food stalls and games are set up along the road in a festival like atmosphere. The night before, New Year's Eve, fireworks were set off from every rooftop in utter anarchy. A 360 degree experience ... read more

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February 25th 2006
From the lap of luxury in Kathmandu, back to rugged roads of Tibet. In just a few hours, the ride to the Nepal border at Kodari took us out of the smog, past a series of check posts, and up to terraced fields of the Himalayan foothills. Delayed by four hours at the border due to irregularities in our group permit, my colleagues and I reach Tingri after nightfall in a deluxe landcruiser supplied by my favorite Lhasa travel agency, Windhorse Travels. We enjoyed thukpa (Tibetan noodle soup) around the fire and had to track down extra covers to stave off the alpine chill. The morning greeted us with stunning views of snow-capped mountains, including Everest in the distance. But I could barely lift my head to look. After boasting of my imperviousness to altitude after ... read more

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Back to the bucket bath for my first few days in Kathmandu, staying with friends in Swayambunath. It is shocking how little Kathmandu has changed. The dusty streets seemed dustier after five years and the smog thicker. But no signs of progress or care for the city and its people from the king. A sad state of affairs. Yet there are a host of creature comforts for those who can afford it. After the fall in relative isolation in Xining, I indulge with friends in shopping for pashmina shawls, visiting the foot massage ladies, and seeking out the requisite pizza fix at Fire and Ice. All this reached a feverish pitch on a strange New Year's Eve of squirming through throngs of Nepali men in Thamel, trying to find a good bar. After that, I moved ... read more

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Wutai Shan is the abode of the bodhisattva Manjushri, who brandishes the sword of wisdom (at least in Tibetan images of him). At Wutai Shan, I was surprised to discover another, wholly different image of Manjushri, in which he appears more like a Taoist immortal with an imperial pose and grand beard. We saw both styles of iconography there. A Curious Mix Indeed, Wutai Shan contains a curious mix of Tibetan and Chinese architecture, ritual forms, and images. Though the temples are for the most part Chinese, one can see Tibetan chorten dotting the landscape, statues of Tsongkhapa (founder of the Geluk sect) displayed inside temples, and prayer flags hanging in the breeze. Some temples feature the Chinese form of Avalokitesvara—the benevolent female figure of Guanyin—while others displayed the Tibetan form of Chenrezi with 11 heads ... read more

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November 28th 2005
A dumpling banquet with a colleague, plus a performance of music and dance from the Tang dynasty when Chinese culture reached an apex in Xian. And the next day, apple pie at McDonald's or rather Màidāngláo (don't forget your tones!) to keep in the spirit of celebrating the autumn harvest. The Shaanxi Song and Dance Theatre puts on nightly dinners with a show, mainly for foreigners. After getting used to 3 RMB buffet lunches across from the university in Xining, paying 200 RMB (US $25) felt like quite an indulgence. But it was perfect for Thanksgiving. They put on a high quality performance and even served pumpkin dumplings! At the End of the Silk Road In just two days, a colleague from Lanzhou and I toured this ancient capital with its pagodas and city wall, covered ... read more

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November 5th 2005
October is an ideal time to visit Lhasa. What a joy to arrive to blue skies and golden leaves, to see the Potala Palace towering over the city, and to walk the Barkhor again. In late October, there are few tourists, just enough (in fact) to keep the restaurants open that serve western fare for the weary traveler. Parade of Pilgrims The Barkhor is the heart of Lhasa. It bustles with Tibetan pilgrims circumambulating the Jokhang temple and vendors selling everything from trinkets and T-shirts to fine paintings and jewelry. My host SV (now in her second year at Tibet University) and I take a stroll around and have lunch on the porch of the Gakyiling Restaurant, overlooking the Jokhang and the parade of pilgrims. In a series of coincidences, I run into a dozen or ... read more

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