Im all alone now… baby…

muka budak tak mandi...

Now, i cycle alone again. Im no more with the group. They headed west towards Lhasa, and i head northeast towards Xining. After we ascended the pass at 4700m altitude, there were a junction… and we finally split. It was kinda sad… but we promised each other to keep in touch. It was good that my network now are growing bigger. The japanese told me he can help me if i wanna work in japan… the american have contacts in central asia if i wanna work there… the other japanese wants to meet me again somewhere in pakistan. The chinese said if i have any problems in China… just give em a ring. Not a wedding ring.. but a phone call.. u know… I learned a lot from these group, each of them. Fay was kind enough to me… but she pampered me too much. I remembered at one time when i was so cold, she gave me her sleeping bag, so i have two.. enough to keep me warm. She told that she doesnt need it.. shes used to the weather. Shes a very sweet… sweet girl…

one of our last moment together before we split, with some locals

I feel that my legs are stronger now. Ive been cycling around 70km a day, mostly climbing mountain passes, riding constantly above the height of our mt kinabalu’s peak. I believe i can ride over 100km in a day easily if its a flat land. I no more fear the mountains. And im no more fear cycling above 4000m altitude. What i fear now… is the coldness…

the browns are indestructible!

the road down after the last mountain pass, overlooking qinghai plateau

same landscape along my way, grassland and horses...

the tibetan horseman were trying to ride my bike lol

The Horse Racing Festival mmm…

Tibetan Rempit. Dia tak tengok lagi rempit kat kl macam mana....

We were lucky to come across a horse racing festival. The tibetans said that, it only happens once every few years. And this time when it happened, we were there! It was a big gathering, so many horsemen showing their skills, including those Tibetan Rempits! Hehe. But it wasnt so lucky for me at least, because they invited me to their tent… served me so many food… i ate them all until i was so full, and…. i… fell…. asleep. When i woke up.. the race finished. LOL!

The best part this time was not actually the race… maybe theyre used to it. The best part.. was when i started to show my moves. Haha. The japanese showed them some judo moves, Fay did some traditional chinese dance, and I… as usual… show them my capoeira acrobatic moves. More and more people surrounded us, when i started to show my moves, especially kids. They were impressed with my acrobatic moves, backflips, some frontflips, handstand walk… and my legendary bicycle kick. Those tibetan boys tried to do the bicycle kick but they failed miserably lol!