Ganzi Today we leave for a trip of 100 km to Manigango, two passes over 4000m to cross. The profile of the route:
Upon leaving the hotel to flee to the bus station, we noticed a large group of Chinese-and Japanese-all very excited: a car is parked outside the hotel waiting of an imminent departure. Would he not in the same direction as us We seek contact and a young Japanese speak English well enough explained to us that they represent a humanitarian mission International Medical and whose destination is one of the monasteries Manigango ... Bingo, they find us two seats in the beautiful truck that humanitarian escort and we leave with them. 
China International arity For Ch. The group is composed of 20 Japanese and 8 Chinese. They are doctors, teachers, nurses ... acupuncturists. Two monks and a Tibetan guide accompanying them in a 4x4 and another car. We'll then 3 hours in the comfortable cabin of the truck driven by a smiling Tibetan.
30 km before Manigango in the countryside, religious emissaries of the monastery waiting for our convoy. The festivities started home, the monks distribute khata (silk scarves to welcome) to everybody, including us! We leave together, our convoy was inflated by more than two 4x4!
By approaching Manigango in several episodes, we join other groups: a truckload of monks standing behind a van full of dozens of children in colorful costumes and finally to the village gates, a strong group of motorcycles decorated with banners colorful. On the roadside, the Tibetans are massed in the village and throw the convoy delek-tachi (Welcome!) Enthusiasts. The trailer is amazing and we are experiencing the joy Manigango in between two rows of Tibetan. We moved down since our goal is reached, but we express the desire to continue with the group until the final destination: the monastery. 
The monastery is home to the delusional. We are still receiving of Khata in our way, between two rows of monks and Tibetan youths, to large party tents erected in honor of the mission. The monks are many, some play the oboe Tibetan (Gyaling), all the screaming-tachi delek warm. 
We are now fully integrated into the international group Sino-Franco-Japanese and we installed it in a tent for a welcome meal. Japanese doctors are very experienced by the altitude, we are at 3890 m, and were distributed bombs oxygen, they use it greedily. Villagers and the monks are gathered around an area of entertainment. The music resonates and soon the dancers prepare. 
We have the spectacle of local dances, songs interspersed with long speeches in Tibetan, Chinese, Japanese whom we do not understand anything, but we're right audience and applaud as the others. We admire the colored costumes of the dancers, their traditional long sleeves, colors colorful prayer flags. 
We admire just as the costumes and hairstyles of the villagers. Headdresses women richly adorned with jewels, beads and wool colors attract our attention. 
must hurry up to return. Villagers returning to their horses and spin at full gallop in the meadow to Manigango. We find our big bags and join us as the village located 2 km, through the meadows by the Tibetan escorted on foot or on horseback.
The village Manigango has only one street and a hotel and there is no running water! The villagers go down to the source and hauling their load of water with a yoke. The public supply network must have existed in the recent past, but the winter at this altitude was correct ...
In the restaurant of the hotel, recites a television news in Chinese, when suddenly we spot the familiar faces of Chirac and Sarkozy at the passing of the baton to the Elysee!
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