Travelogue of the Kashgar Old City

Continuing on, the Kashgar Old City gave me a strange feeling, that I wanted to explore every nook and cranny because this city is different from the others; it truly is a place where many Kashgar people live. Walking on the streets, often those dressed in Uyghur attire are Han people, while those in modern clothing tend to be Uyghurs with dark eyes, which is a bit subtle. I bought a bottle of Vitamin C water (5). In one corner, I encountered four Uyghur children who seemed incredibly bored, striking up conversations with passersby, and then asking them questions as if they were watching monkeys. Unfortunately, I was one of those monkeys. Still, I was a friendly monkey and played with them for a long time, because in my eyes, they were also four little monkeys. They were so precocious, even asking me about my love history and such. Barely eleven years old, I was left speechless by their questions because they touched on my sore spots. I even took photos for them and with them.