National Day in China afforded us a week of holiday (which we didn't even really feel like we needed, but...), so we took off on the Silk Road with 36 of our BYU teaching buddies! Urumqi, Dunghuan, Turpan, Xi'an--places of mystery, intrigue, and history.
We saw 4,999,302,874,003 raisins. I counted them. Some were still grapes on trees, but most of them were drying flat in fields and on the sides of the road.
Muslem bazaars--rugs, urns...
Let's make music!!
(Insert "I Dream of Jeanie" theme song)
The place was pretty much lined with this bread. Our cool tour guide hopped off the bus at one point and got some for all of us to try. I could picture some pretty snazzy pizzas--or maybe frisbees!
Gords? Gordes? Gourdes? Goards?
"And the winner of the cutest Uighur baby contest is..."
Kathy and John--good friends who live across from us in Beijing--We do motocross training together.
An adorable yawning baby
Cam is a new friend--every traveling group needs a retired podiatrist, right? If he speaks Chinese, THAT is a bonus! If he is the world's friendliest guy---well, then.
What did I tell you?
Still on the vine
The noods. Always the noods.
Flowers floating in our commode when we arrived at our hotel--a first for me.