Qomolangma

Qomolangma, her bloody British name is Everest. This is a story about how I got up to the base camp. Trust me it wasn't hard if you had a package of ridding a 4-wheel drive. It's reachable by car.

Due to restriction of allowing foreigners traveling in Tibet and lack of public transportation, most people would travel with expensive 4-wheel drive. I ran into another retired Hongkonger who was going the same route from Lhasa to Nepal as I liked to do, we decided not to rent a 4-wheel drive and hitched as many as public transportation as we could. It wasn't easy but still found our way along the road. We finally got stuck in a town named Baiba, a place where most cars would stop before spinning off for the base camp. We tried many ways to hitch hike whatever car we could. No luck. Finally we decided to rent motorcycles (of course with driver). Being frugal, it was the cheapest way we could find. It took us 4 hours one way. Although it wasn't a comfortable journey, it was fun alternative way. Sometimes they did real crazy short cut, I meant it was a stunt one. Qomolangma looks awesome before me.

At the place we stayed, it was our honer to meet a Tibetan who had been up to the top nine times already, NINE times my friend.