The Great Wall: Part 2 (The Donkey)
This interesting side trip took place while I was on the Great Wall. On top of the gigantic wall that crests the mountains, bathrooms tend to make themselves scarce. So I told David and Lana that I was going to go searching for one, or a secluded place in the forest, by walking down a set of side stairs off the Wall. I didn't find one, but instead ran into an ass. Actually, the ass of an ass. This donkey (or mule, I don't know) had its big behind aimed right at me as it tried to eat some vegetation that was growing off the side of the mountain. I saw a rope tied around his neck, which was attached to a pathetic twiglike bush. The only problem was, the bush wasn't attached to the ground. In its hunger the donkey had pulled the tiny sapling (I know I'm going to hear it from Justin for using that word) from the earth and was on the edge of the steep mountain, trying to eat some leaves. I couldn't know for sure that he would be alright, so I grabbed the rope and started pulling him back up. The second picture is taken from my point of view while I have hold of the bush. I struggled with him for a couple of minutes until I finally pulled him back up and tied him to a real tree. However, at this point he could not reach any leaves, so I helped him a bit and fed him some. He was pretty agressive and I thought those big teeth were going to take off my fingers, but in the end everything turned out okay (Since I'm sure you were worried about me). The only things that bothered me was that he had little water and that there were so many yellow jackets around him, his legs were cut and bleeding in some areas. I tried to think of a name for him, but it is quite hard to without offending someone. Who wants to have their name be used by a jackass? I think I finally settled on Jeff. After all, helping "Jeff" was an act of brotherly love.