See Ya in La-La-Land: Urumqi

After Sulaxia, we cancelled our planned trip to Turpan (with no great regret an anyone's part) and hung around the city. We didn't do much, but we did eat.


We had Beijing Duck at the most famous place for it in Urumqi (which isn't saying much, but it was good duck).





I took them to sample Kazakh food, a diet made by and for nomads with little access to vegetables. The staples are meat and dairy products, the fattier the better. I got them to drink salty milk tea and eat a little bit of horse meat, even Christina.



We went to a Chinese-style fast food restaurant, where Alan enjoyed the mirrors and the plethora of options on the menu, which spans the wall near the entrance.





And we had hot pot at a nice little place called "Yak Hot Pot". Yes, there really is yak meat on the menu, but we didn't sample any of it.




After all that eating and wandering around the city, we were more or less recovered from our Sulaxia ordeal, but there was no time to do anything else in Xinjiang as I had to take them to the airport to bid them farewell.