Flowers

OK, time to pick up where I left off (several month ago). Still quite a few stories to tell, so I'd better get on with that.

The second trip I made this summer I went with a six friends. We ended up in a town called Zaduo, 225km past Yushu. The drive there took a little longer than intended, because the scenery was so beautiful we just had to stop all the time and make photos (note to self: put those photos on the internet). Anyway we arrived in Zaduo and found a little hotel where we stayed for three days. (There is a whole other story there, but you will have to ask me about that in person.)
On our first morning we went out to find some breakfast, which turned out easier said than done, but we ended up in this little restaurant and ordered "jaozi" (a kind of dumplings). While waiting (for a long time) for our breakfast, this guy walks in with a bunch of wild flowers in his hand, he sees us sitting there, comes and stands right next to our table and just stands there staring at us, flowers still in his hand. After a few minutes the situation becomes a little uncomfortable, fortunately the lady of the restaurant asked him what he is doing, as if woken out of a trance he suddenly gives me the flowers and walks out of the restaurant. We were all a little surprised and not sure what to do with those flowers, so in the end we gave them to the lady of the hotel we were staying.
I have to say that I expected to enjoy Zaduo, but I did not expect to be welcomed with flowers.