Pai Town Pai Town

After coming out of the Yarlung Zangbo River Scenic Area, my wife and I carried backpacks and slowed down in Pai Town, not in a hurry. Looking at the surrounding snow-capped mountains and white clouds, it seems that Namjagbarwa Peak is still with us. Listening carefully, the turbulent waters of the Niyang River are rushing towards the eternal Brahmaputra River.

Most of the residents in Pai Town are Tibetans, with clean streets and typical two-story Tibetan houses. Most of them have family hotels. The two of us visited several hotels. The rooms were clean and the white sheets were spotless. The wooden structure and Tibetan patterns of the house, coupled with the strong smell of butter, are typical Tibetan style.

We came to the home of a Tibetan fellow. The courtyard was paved with green bricks and several corridors, which naturally divided the courtyard into several blocks. The clear-cut roads and naturally growing grass made the entire courtyard orderly. , orderly, showing the owner’s diligence and attentiveness. We shouted a few times, and a female knight in her thirties came down from the second floor. She was wearing a lavender jacket, grass green pants, a pair of waterproof outdoor shoes, and a pink flowered scarf around her neck.

"The master is not here." She put her left hand in her pocket and walked slowly down the wooden stairs.

"Is there any room here?" I fell in love with the environment of the yard and the style of the house at a glance. Especially the Tibetan open-air staircase.

"No more." She kept smiling as she spoke.

She is not beautiful, but she has an elegant and heroic temperament. She has a slight chocolate complexion and her hair is simply tied back, making her appear lean and neat. You can tell at a glance that they are travel companions.

"Are you on foot?" After she went downstairs, she was still smiling.

"Yes." In fact, we also have some experience in mountain climbing.

She said that they were from Shanghai, eight in total. I’m going to Medog tomorrow.

She said it very easily and calmly. However, going from Paizhen to Medog is the top route for outdoor travel and is very difficult and dangerous. I couldn't help but admire her.

After walking out of this Tibetan house, it was getting dark, and we came to a small restaurant facing the street. The shop is clean and tidy, with dining on the first floor and accommodation on the second floor. The store owner is from Sichuan and speaks with a standard Sichuan accent. The landlady recommended several dishes to us, including Yajiang fish and Tibetan pig. Yajiang fish is a must-try delicacy when you come here, and Tibetan pig is a famous dish in Tibetan areas. The landlady's cooking skills were good, and we were very satisfied with our meal. It's really nice to be able to enjoy such treatment in Paizhen, far away from Lhasa and Nyingchi. We immediately decided to stay here tonight.

This hotel is built near a mountain. The second floor is close to the hillside. From the upper floor, you can go directly to any place in Pai Town via the path on the slope. There are public toilets and shower rooms, as well as a platform. We packed up, hung the laundry to dry on the platform, and started making tea. Turn on the TV, enjoy the song and dance programs on TV, and drink hot tea, and a sense of comfort will arise spontaneously.

Maybe it was the off-season, maybe everyone was a little tired after a day of traveling. Pai Town seemed particularly quiet at night, with only the occasional barking of dogs and the sound of motorcycles passing by. Outside the window, the snow-capped mountains and lingering white clouds in the distance have disappeared, and only a thin mist is gently lingering around us.

The wind started blowing in the middle of the night. It was very windy and roaring. I got up and went to the platform to collect the clothes that had been dried. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and there was an occasional whining sound. The surroundings were so dark that it was difficult to see anything clearly. I suddenly felt a little scared, so I hurriedly put away my clothes, closed the door and entered the house.

Looking at my wife, she was sleeping soundly, with a satisfied smile on her face, as if she was recalling the beautiful scenery of Pai Town in her dream. I couldn't sleep, so I went outside to get a wooden stick to hold up the door. I was worried, so I went to get another wooden stick and put it next to the bed, and then I fell asleep with peace of mind.

In the morning, the wind stopped. We didn’t want to disturb the landlord, so we walked directly from the hillside to the road, walked all the way, and slowly climbed up. The Pai Town in front of us is reflected in the reflection of the snow-capped mountains. The Tibetan-style houses are located next to each other, looming in the morning fog. Looking from a distance, the entire town looks like a quiet oil painting. The gate of the scenic spot and the bus are standing there quietly, waiting for the arrival of tourists, and seeming to be telling a beautiful Tibetan folk story.

Yes, there should be many good stories here.

I couldn't help but laugh at my fearful behavior last night.

A construction vehicle drove out of Pai Town, breaking the morning tranquility. In the car are the Shanghai travel friends we met yesterday. They are sitting quietly in the engineering vehicle, as if they are soldiers performing a special mission and are gathering towards the front line. The peace before the war. We said hello to them and they waved to us very excitedly. Not far ahead is the starting point for crossing Medog.

Good luck, man. I bless them in my heart.

After leaving Pai Town by car, our mood could not be calm for a long time. Outside the window, Pai Town is getting farther and farther away, and the beautiful scenery of Niyang River is slowly receding, but our hearts are still in Pai Town.

Pai Town, we will come again.