is a fictional place described in the 1933 novel Lost Horizon
by British author James Hilton. Hilton describes Shangri-La as a mystical, harmonious valley, gently guided from a lamasery, enclosed in the western end of the Kunlun Mountains. Shangri-La has become synonymous with any earthly paradise but particularly a mythical Himalayan utopia — a permanently happy land, isolated from the outside world.
So close to heaven! Unlike any place on earth. It's hard to believe this is China. The air is clean and crisp and the bluest sky I have ever seen. Everything here is so amazing. The green covered hills and beautiful mountain seroundng the city is like a giant embrace.The people here are so kind and helpful. Their faces have a sweet innocent look about them. Their eyes are sparkling and their cheeks are rosey red and the tone of their skin has a healthy glow. Laughter and smiles are plentiful and watching the people dance in the city square you can really feel the joy and happiness these people have. Being here is almost like another planet. Sure some have TVs and the cell phone is everywhere but it's like stepping back in time. In the old city Shangri-La they have lots of small shop selling hand made yak everything including sweaters and shawls to ward off the cool nights. The resturants sell yak burgers and pizzas or you can try the yak meat on a stick from one of the many street food vendors. They get their vegetables fresh from the peddlers who stop by the restuarants every morning. Seeing yak meat hanging outside the local food shops curing is common. I found' a place to stay in the old town of Shangri-la called Harmony Guesthouse. The guesthouse is an old traditionalTibetin house it's made of wood and mud bricks. The main sitting are has an wood burning stove for heating and cooking just as it is done in the local homes.