MY LAST SIGHT of Lhasa was of a city bathed in the morning glow. Our bus had already crossed the new bridge on its way eastwards along the 2,413-kilometre Szechuan-Tibet Highway. That first morning...
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MY LAST SIGHT of Lhasa was of a city bathed in the morning glow. Our bus had already crossed the new bridge on its way eastwards along the 2,413-kilometre Szechuan-Tibet Highway. That first morning...