evening
torsdag 15 oktober 2009 av dragonrougeBush of many berries
torsdag 15 oktober 2009 av dragonrougeThis used to be vegetation
torsdag 15 oktober 2009 av dragonrougeCrap machine
torsdag 15 oktober 2009 av dragonrougeView is everything
torsdag 15 oktober 2009 av dragonrougetaking in the sun
torsdag 15 oktober 2009 av dragonrougeThis happened in 1938
onsdag 14 oktober 2009 av dragonrougeThe order to leave China. My grandparents, dad and uncle along with all the other foreigners doing missionary work had to leave. They hiked across Himalaya on mules and horses. My dad was six and rode a horse with one of the Uigur guides. He was very offended once when i suggested he had been transported with my uncle in a box on a mule. Raised among the Uigur he was expected to ride a horse at the age of six.










