Across the Thin Air

My father wants to drive the Sichuan–Tibet route and invited me along. The scenery changes from day to day as we go, the altitude rising the farther we travel. Each day, the most important thing is to press on before nightfall and reach somewhere below 2,438 meters; otherwise, altitude sickness would make it hard for us to set up camp and rest.

越过稀薄空气

我爸想自驾走川藏线，叫上了我。路上一天一个样子，越往后走海拔越高，每天最重要的事情就是在夜晚来临前赶路到低于2438米的地方，否则高原反应会让我们难以扎营歇脚。