Indigenous

Tibetan culture dominated the southern rim of Qinghai Lake.  Shrines and prayer flags dotted the landscape.
This was the only herder I saw that was not on foot or motorcycle.Every kilometer or so were Tibetans luring passersby to take photographs in the rapeseed fields, bright yellow against the blue of the lake.
It made me quite sad, seeing this indigenous culture trying to eek out an existence by whoring out their native land’s natural beauty to mostly Chinese (and some Japanese) tourists.  I was sharply reminded of the commodification of Native American culture as you drive through the Southwest.