Before I came here I thought that many people in the West had a tendency to romanticize Tibet as being somehow intrinsically more magical and mystical. After having been in Tibet for a few days now I see that there is something special about the landscape here. While visiting the grasslands at Tagong I saw that there is a somewhat calming and mediatative sense that comes out of the landscape. A vast expanse with the Himalayas in the backdrop, and a gold roofed monastary shining in the sun. This being accompanied by the constant sound of chanting, and the freezing air biting at my face and freezing my beard. Although descriptions of this region are often romanticized, I think it is because you can't help but over do when trying to describe the experience of this landscape, when only actually experiencing it will do.