Locals point us to the white tile and blue glass modern monstrosity next door. Later, after some Sanxiangcha, 'three fragrances tea,' on the third floor balcony overlooking Minzhu square, we walk back to the hotel. I notice then that I recognize the neon characters standing atop the hotel's roof. The Linxia Binguan, they say. The recommended hotel.
Life's like that sometimes.
Tomorrow, the 110 kilometer climb to Xiahe, Labrangsi, at 3,000 meters. I'm eager for it. If you realize that you have enough, you are truly rich. If you stay in the center and embrace death with your whole heart, you will endure forever. Te Ching Chapter 33 trans.