It wasn't as though no one actually lived like this. At least in the parts of the town tourists could see, everything had been restored in a retro style to showcase southern Tibetan customs as much as possible, especially Sherpa culture.
Ordinary people didn't hang that many decorations all over their doors at home. At most, they would put them out during holidays, like hanging Spring Festival couplets. But tourists liked seeing that sort of thing, so the tourism bureau demanded that every decoration be perfect.
Activities like hand-threshing highland barley were also popular with tourists and had been listed as experience programs. Then there was Sherpa song and dance culture. Normally, those dances were performed during the slack farming season, but tourism income had effectively made the whole year a slack season, so they danced all year round.
Strange had a great time and thought the town was doing well, but he did not agree with allowing tourists into Shambhala. Apart from the fact that the three villages were too small to accommodate visitors, Shambhala's altitude was also a problem.
Shambhala was basically halfway up Mount Everest, close to six thousand meters above sea level. Its oxygen level was less than half that of normal land. Tourists would collapse the moment they arrived; there was simply no room to develop tourism.
Moreover, magic was not something suited to being flaunted openly. Strange knew that the country beneath his feet took a pragmatic approach to magic: it informed the public of magic's existence but neither encouraged nor suppressed it. As for talented individuals who could use magic, its main policy was recruitment, and it had plenty of positions to offer.
But the magic of Kamar-Taj was nothing like the minor tricks of folk practitioners. The ability to control the weather,