Would have liked to buy a round-trip ticket before departure as before, and book an accommodation in each place, but it was too hot for this Golden Week, and only bought a train ticket to go, and not even a hard seat to come back. The standard room in the inn, which usually costs a few dozen dollars a night, now costs more than 300 yuan. Damn, more expensive than Lijiang, in a fit of rage not booked. Wait for me to go and then say it. Anyway, two big men sleeping on the street does not matter much! After 16 hours on the train, we finally arrived at Zhenyuan at 8:00 am on the 2nd. The weather was sunny, but a bit cold. Windy arrived an hour before me, and we got a basic idea of the terrain around the train station. After the meeting we immediately went to buy a train ticket to Kaili on the 4th, but a touch of the pocket, my ID car? Finished, lost! The thought of not being able to buy a train ticket, can not return home, not in the mood to play this trip. Fortunately, I thought calmly, I should stay on the train, go to the platform to let the attendant to Guiyang Railway Station call to check. Sure enough! It will be delivered there in two hours. Hey, this 2B youth did a lot of good! So we took the map and Feng and started a nice relaxing trip.
Zhenyuan is a small town surrounded by valleys and has a history of over a thousand years. All the houses are built on the banks of the Maoyang River. The ancient hammock buildings reflect the backdrop of the mountains and form beautiful reflections in the green Maoyang River under the sunlight. It's all too offensive to the eye! The town is only a few square kilometers and you can basically measure it with your feet. If you wander along the ring road, it's a bustling marketplace, not much different from a regular rural bazaar. There are no buses or motorcycles here, so you can only take a taxi in and out. It costs 3 yuan for locals and 5 yuan for tourists, so you can go anywhere. And even if there are already passengers in the car, you can carpool as long as you park on the side of the road. The fare is per person. Downhill along the ring road, you reach the Maoyang River. The willows are fluttering and the water plants in the river are clearly visible. Women are washing vegetables and clothes by the river, chatting excitedly. The men smoke cigarettes and sit on the bank quietly staring at the water in the fishing rod ready to harvest. Children sit in groups on rubber rowboats and play in the river. Even the couples flirting on the balconies of the hammock buildings on the other side of the river have become a corner of the landscape. There are not many tourists at this time of the year. Walking along the riverside path gives you a sense of tranquility unique to the town. The cats and dogs here seem to have gotten used to the tourists passing through. Sleeping in the middle of the road under the sun is so natural and comfortable. It is really nice to feel the harmony between human and nature on vacation here. We didn't forget the serious business. We went shopping and asked for roadside inns. The area near the train station is not very nice, but it's already full. It seemed like a lot of people booked in advance. It wasn't long before we went to an inn near Qinglong Cave and asked for a king room for 280. we looked at each other silently and understood. We chatted with the owner and got it for 260. Let's drop our bags and have fun. Yup.
We didn't have lunch until 2pm. We wanted to eat the famous local sour soup fish, but the innkeeper recommended us duck. Well, let's give it a try! There was a long food street by the river where we stayed. It was very busy for dinner, so we found a long-table restaurant with the largest number of people and the most Hmong characteristics. We ordered three random dishes and were a little disappointed when they were served. The portions were small and spicy, but that's how it is in touristy places. Let's gobble it up! This little place is not cheap. 50 RMB for the average diner.
The leisure tour continued in the afternoon, walking along Qinglong Cave all the way to the old pedestrian street. Qinglong Cave is a centuries-old Taoist structure built on a modestly sized hill. When I arrived at the entrance, I saw that the entrance fee was 60 yuan and immediately turned the corner. Chinese, don't be too pitiful! At this time the number of tourists gradually increased, and the view of the sunset over the Qinglong Bridge attracted many tourists to stop. Originally limited to walking on the pedestrian street, under the premise of free highway, during the Golden Week became lively, lively and crowded! After crossing the Qinglong Bridge, you will arrive at the pedestrian street on the other side of the river. Looking back at the pier, this Qinglong Cave is quite imposing. Quickly press the shutter! Basically, the pedestrian street sells specialties, restaurants, inns and the like. There are also cultural attractions such as the Zhenyuan Museum, the Lu Family Courtyard, and the Fire God Temple, all of which are free. They are backed by Shiping Mountain, which has an ancient city wall overlooking the town. Tickets are 30.
It's 8pm without realizing it. It was Etihad's knockout match at Evergrande's home ground. We wanted to find a place to eat and watch the live broadcast. Hey, people here don't seem to like sports much! The night view here is still good, so it's really not worth it as all the inns here are above 400! Since the restaurants here are so crowded, we decided to go back to the other side of the food court to realize our sour soup fish! Remember to look for Chongqing Sour Soup Fish at the foot of the new bridge. It's cheaper than others and tastes great. Add a green vegetable to it! After a big meal, it was already past 10 o'clock. The bustle of the town didn't stop. There are flashing lights everywhere. Seeing the beautiful view of both sides of the river, Feng asked me to go to a very moody little bar to find a fling, have a little drink, listen to live music, and feel the slow life of the town. Life is enough in this situation! As for the outcome of the affair, hehehe, trusting Feng's handsome appearance, it's better not to say anything about it.I came back to the inn at 12:00 and found the owner waiting for us to close the door. Hey, sorry!
Since we basically visited the whole town on the first day, we planned to go sightseeing on the second day. Unfortunately, the weather didn't make it beautiful for us. When we woke up early in the morning, the sky changed its bright look from yesterday and it was drizzling and cool. Hey! Let's go to Shiping Mountain as planned! When I went to the ticket office, I asked that the whole journey up the mountain would take about an hour. I wondered how to spend the day in such a short time. Luckily, I found out that there is another Tiexi Eco Park, a 9 kilometer walk. Tickets are 50 RMB and a taxi is 7 RMB. It was so worth it compared to the 30 dollars for Shiping Mountain! In order to save money, we decided to just have powder for lunch and then have a big meal in the evening. After dinner we went to Tiexi to wash our lungs!
It's actually not 9 kilometers to walk down, there's a bridge in the middle that won't let you in. It's actually about 5 kilometers, but the air is really good (except for the roadside grill stalls, which pollute the air a lot). However, if it's a sunny day, the view is top notch and the stream is crystal clear. Feng plays with the water every time he comes to the stream, but unfortunately it doesn't work, no more than three times! Walking and chatting with Feng about life lessons, jumping through 5 kilometers without getting tired! So a good donkey is the key to a successful trip! Thanks again to Feng, and thanks to Comrade Pony for the mooncakes!
Returning from Tiexi at around 3:30, it was still early. We walked along the pedestrian street Sifang Lane into the old streets of local homes to experience being surrounded by historical buildings and getting a local flavor! Along the stone steps, we went to many centuries-old family courtyards, including Fu's. Most of them have been opened as inns, but the style inside is well preserved. As we walked along, without realizing it, we came to an out-of-this-world place, and when we turned around, the view opened up. So we walked into Shiping Mountain, haha! Turns out the 30 bucks was so lame! Unfortunately, the whole town wasn't visible because of the haze around it. Just take a few random pictures here and there! Windy, do you remember the messages on the pillars of the observation deck? Too many, haha
Because of the rain, the big stalls in the food street by the river were all closed, so we found a well-reputed pig-killing restaurant by the side of the Ring Road near the inn. It was relatively simple, but the food was really good. The two tables next to each other were Cantonese and there were villagers everywhere. Under the influence of the atmosphere, we also asked the owner for half a catty of his own brewed rice wine to give distant wedding blessings to Brother Huan and Sister Jing! Guizhou is a big wine-producing province, and every family can make their own wine, which is fragrant, easy to get in, and not expensive. Had a good meal, back to the inn to pack and rest, looking forward to tomorrow's thousand Miaozhai in Kaili!
The next day I got up early, God still spared us. Yuyan Suzhou was pitched once, and now Yuyan Guizhou is still the same pit. To the train station is still more than an hour late, so sleepy and tired! There is still a strong flavor of "Gangnam Style" along the way, God! To be honest, this trip to Guizhou, I really did not hear any modern songs. The songs played on the streets were from the 1980s and 1990s by Mao Ning and Xu Huaiyu, reflecting the buildings and clothes of the residents on both sides of the street. It was amazing! It was an hour and a half by train to Kaili, a few kilometers to the passenger station, and then a long-distance bus ride to Thousand Houses Miaozhai. What a rush! That's when the unfortunate happened again. When our bus reached the mountain road, we realized that there was a long line in front of us and we couldn't move. It was almost 3 o'clock at this point. Feng used his cell phone to read a lot of netizens saying that they couldn't find a couch to sleep on anywhere in Kaili the day before, so they had to spend it in an internet cafe. Shit! No, we haven't found one yet. I don't know if the car will be stuck in traffic until dark! Luckily, we had to be pointed out by an expert. When we said the billboard in front of us wouldn't be there for another 20 minutes, we greased the soles of our shoes and continued on our way. The air outside was much more comfortable than in the car, but the walking was getting worse and worse. After a kilometer, we spotted a sign that said 4 kilometers from the Thousand Household Miao Village. Holy cow, this expert is so dope! But honestly, the walk was the right thing to do because the car was still far from our destination and the steamed sweet potatoes on the side of the road were delicious. It's a specialty (there are no specialties in Guizhou, it's all peanut candy). Along the way, there would be local villagers who said they could take us into the scenic area for 40 yuan per person. If you have to pay 100 dollars to buy your own ticket, then we want to find it at the door. But when we got to the gate, we found 50 yuan, but well, it was 50% off. I thought they would have some kind of special access. Who knows, he told us to go over the railing and there were people watching from across the street. If we caught it, we'd be fined, but he said it was fine. Everyone in that state knows that. I thought it was over if I caught you not admitting me! We steadfastly refused to comply. Seeing that none of us were businessmen, he turned and walked away, but at that moment a miracle happened. The man under surveillance was kidnapped. It was time to wait! Haha, so was the 100 dollar ticket. Simple farmers get rich overnight everything goes wrong! After entering the door to take a 5 yuan bus to the fortress. Lijiang people only charge 80 yuan ancient city maintenance fee, not mandatory. Pudacuo National Forest Park after charging 80 tickets, tour bus all free. This petty cottage!
After walking to the entrance of the cottage, a bustling scene, people especially. As the name suggests, Thousand Houses Miaozhai is a walled village with a thousand Miao families. These houses are built on the mountains, nestled in the bosom of a valley surrounded by clear streams across the middle of several wind and rain bridges with Miao characteristics. By this time, the rain had stopped and the fog was beginning to lift. The first thing we had to do when we went in was to find an inn, and there was one right next to the gate. It was cheaper than Zhenyuan. We were relieved to hear that. There must be many more in the cottage. Don't worry. In fact, many local farmers' homes are open to tourists. You can ask the roadside vendors or cleaning aunts. The locals are easy to recognize because all the women are dressed in distinctive Hmong clothing. We just asked one of the cleaning aunts to look for a viewing room in her relative's house. The location was superb and at 100 bucks a bed, we were all ready to decide, but it was a triple room. The owner insisted that we pay for the empty beds and we were dead set against it, so we had to give up. However, God often closes one door, but there is a door waiting for you on the other side. As we were leaving, we slipped down the road and saw a room that was available today. By the way, it was also 100 beds. We told the owner we would be staying two nights. But the conditions are pretty much the same and the beds are just for sleeping. Just a note here, almost all the houses in this cottage are made of wood, so the bathroom and bath are shared and there is no TV in the room. If you want to be like a hotel, you can have one, but it costs more than 500.
After dropping off my bags, I started skulking around again! One thousand households may seem like a lot, but the walled village is actually not very big, but it still looks quite impressive from the observation deck. There are staggered terraced fields next to the walled village. Without realizing it, it's time to make dinner. You look at, a few families on the hill roof cooking smoke curls up, very idyllic. During the Golden Week there will be a Miao song and dance performance on the square at 5pm every day, but we were too late to go in. Forget it, we'll see it tomorrow! At this time the sky is drizzling again, go to the pedestrian street! This walking street is even smaller than Zhenyuan's, and we walked through it in less than an hour. All the stores selling souvenirs, we'll be here for two days. If we're done shopping so soon, how are we going to get through the rest of the day?
I didn't want to eat until 7 o'clock. The specialties here are Wang Miao fish, braised pork and chicken congee. Because it's dinner, most of the restaurants are full and some have lines. You can ask the waiter for a menu to look at and compare prices. Although every restaurant is pretty much the same, there are still some good value for money. Tongfu Lou, which we found later, was good, at $48 for a Wang Miao fish. You can bring your own drinks and the environment is elegant. The key is that the waiters are quite good looking! So we chose to eat at this restaurant for two days and the owner actually gave us a 'discount'! We can't eat without wine these days. Feng could drink too much and had to drink every glass. My brother was defeated!
After coming out of the hotel, the rain stopped. We went to the observation deck for a walk. Before coming here, I heard from my netizens that the night view here is stunning. Maybe my expectations were too high. I feel that the night view is not as good as the night view of Zhenyuan, which is the star lighting effect caused by two light bulbs hanging under the eaves of each house on the two hills. Failure is that the light bulb color is not uniform, some yellow and some white, if replaced with red lanterns will have a better effect. After learning shooting techniques from Feng, I slowly paced back to the inn. Originally wanted to wash and sleep well, who knows the nightmare began. Because the house was made of wood, everyone would 'knock' when they walked by, just like an earthquake. Also, the KTV on the Yu Feng Bridge sang every night until 1 a.m., which sounded harsh in the valley. at 1:30 there were barbecue stalls and fights. It was really lively! It was hard to sleep until 6:00, and the people who checked out were up and packing. The whole inn, adults and kids were like a tsunami, they didn't want to go back to sleep. This shithole vowed to come only once! I didn't get up until 10:30. When I saw the people with umbrellas outside the window, I knew Windy's shoes were going to suffer again today.
Woke up too early to try the chicken congee at Feng's place, deceived by curiosity. It's just chicken congee, worse than Cantonese chicken congee. But I actually ate it two days in a row, the second time I was forced to. Hey, I've been forced to eat it for the second time! Today's activity continued with a tour of the mountains, along the steps of the walled village to see the idyllic scenery. This Miao village is immaturely developed and there is not even a sign at the key intersection. You have to take the main road, many paths are broken, and public toilets charge 1 yuan per visit. It's a mess! It was raining and very foggy, and you couldn't see any scenery from the top. In your spare time, you and Feng went around looking for snacks, bazan, meat buns, beef noodles, dried millet, sweet potatoes, and roasted grass milk tea. From time to time, ponies and camels pass by on the street, and the scenery is beautiful!
The show in the square started again, almost 5 o'clock. This time I learned my lesson and found the ideal spot. The whole show was still awesome. Though I couldn't understand the dialog and lyrics, the enthusiastic performance of the girls and boys still murdered a lot of camera memories! Since I didn't have lunch, I wanted to avoid the crowd rush for dinner. I wanted to try another Hmong specialty, braised pork, but this time I got it wrong and it was a plate of fatty steamed pork. When I saw that it was about to leak oil, I lost my appetite and felt nauseous. I was embarrassed that I only had a few sips of soup with this meal. Also, with the sudden drop in temperature today, my stomach might be a little cold. I didn't expect to leave the store. I don't know what it was like otherwise. I'm sorry for wasting his entire evening at the inn, getting bored and going to Twitter. That's why I
The inn earthquake still happened during the night. We got up early and checked out at 7am the next morning. We reluctantly set off for home. It was unexpected to end our trip in this way. After this time, we never dared to travel alone again! For the past few days, the legs hurt so much all the way down that Windy didn't even care. Brother Wind, I am completely defeated by you! It didn't rain today. Gosh, it's fun enough. We took a bus back to downtown Kerry and got on the train after three hours. We persevered and walked several kilometers from the bus station to the train station. Kerri, we see right through you! There will be no future!
I will buy back my ticket to Guangzhou as soon as I get to Huaihua in the evening. Poor thing, I only have a station ticket for 14 hours. What a tragedy! Huaihua finally let me set foot in Hunan for the first time. Every time I take the train, it's like Dayu not entering his home for three times, but it's not home. I strolled around with Feng. Huaihua is not big, but there are a lot of gynecology and men's hospitals. The girls on the street are all dressed up, even the cashier at the supermarket has thick eyelashes. Old Mao's land is just different! Goodbye Brother Feng, continue next year!