Kashgar is nothing like I had ever expected. The first thing when I crossed the border from China, I saw, was a line of camels transporting goods across some rather rugged terrain. Kashgar is by no means real China. The Arabic writing, the dark complection of everyone, the attitude, the streets, the cloth, quite essentially everything and anything is more or less like I would imagine Marroco or Cairo to be like. Unbelievable thought culturally really interesting. Due to the unrest in Urumqi just a month earlier (whereby several hundreds were killed triggered by ethnic fighting between Uighur's and Han's), hundreds of Chinese military and anti manifest troops were patrolling the streets. They seemed more afraid for themselves rather than the crowd. I was still hoping to enter Tibet and and inquired as to what the
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