Review of Western Sichuan Small Ring Line (1)

Review of Western Sichuan Small Ring Line (1)

The circle line is about cars, not people.

There were cases in Chengdu, and the trip to western Sichuan that was stirred up by Ding Zhen was probably about to stall. Fortunately, we went early and did not go to Pidu District. We went to sparsely populated places, and of course, the air was also thin. Two days ago, Heimen asked the children to package up the photos and send them to me. I selected dozens of them from more than 800 photos and gave them to Liu Fugui to slightly adjust them. There was no reason to hold off on updating them, but I thought I think of Liu Fugui's Tour of Ali six months ago and he still hasn't finished it. His laziness is rising again. As expected, there would be no tsundere without comparison.

Going to western Sichuan was an impromptu trip. On November 23, Heimen and Ken drove for 11 hours from Changsha to Chengdu. They met Luke and drank the sour coffee hand-boiled by Luke in Luke's courtyard. Have fun with a small loop. The Cuiyuan started to make noises, and the coaxing became a little serious. It was so serious that I was ready to move, but the trivial things that I could see made me clear-headed. The 23rd passed in such a chaotic manner.

Cuiyuan No. 24 was still lively. I was hesitating when Liu Fugui shouted, "Jealousy has made me lose my mind and I can't work peacefully." I thought that if I don't get rid of my petty temper, the fire of jealousy will burn me to death. Hui, start buying tickets. During the epidemic in Pudong in those days, it only cost 300 yuan to fly from Shanghai to Chengdu, and 1,300 yuan to fly from Wuxi. One thousand yuan is not expensive to buy a life, so I decided to fly to Wuxi.

It was more than enough time to catch the 9pm flight after getting off work, not to mention that this flight was delayed by more than an hour, and it was already 1am when we arrived in Chengdu. Kuromon and Luke were waiting outside the airport. It was too difficult to get together, so they were scrambling for every second. Talk, after all, there are people everywhere in the world, and it’s hard to find someone who can talk to you thousands of miles away.

Early on the morning of the 25th, Kuromon and I had a bowl of clear soup wontons on the roadside in Chengdu, and then visited a vegetable market. It looked exactly like the place where my dad usually buys vegetables. Vegetable markets across the country should look similar. Then we set off to Xincheng, a journey of 300 kilometers. The navigation said it would take 7 hours. I was shocked. The navigation must have passed out. In our plains, 300 kilometers can take up to 4 hours, but we really walked for 7 hours. Science does not lie. What I didn’t expect even more was that every place I went to in the next few days would take almost six or seven hours by car, and the circular line circled cars, not people.

It was rainy and hazy when we set off from Chengdu. Mr. Ken said that you can see the sun when you reach a certain height. I didn’t believe it and he didn’t bother to explain to me. When we arrived in Ganzi, passed the pass, and reached an altitude of more than 3,000 meters, the sun shone into the car instantly, staring straight at you, so bright that it was dazzling. You have to believe the words of people who often go into the mountains. If you don’t believe it, don’t. I will wear sunscreen, but it is my face that is injured.

Along the way, we passed through Kangding County. In addition to the sunshine, we also saw snow-capped mountains, grasslands, Mani piles, cattle, horses, sheep, buildings rich in Tibetan style, and incomprehensible Tibetan characters.

We arrived at Xindu City at about 4pm. The grassland stretches under the snow-capped mountains. Yaks, horses and sheep can be seen everywhere strolling along the roadside and on the plains. Time is so slow that it freezes like jelly. Heimen said that the local people’s concept of time and distance is different from ours. When asking for directions, if they tell you it’s not far, it will basically take four or five hours. If they say it’s far, it will take a day or two. normal. "In the past, the carriages and horses were very slow." Now, the carriages and horses here are also very slow.

This season, Xindu City has a rugged tough guy temperament, while its feminine temperament is in summer and autumn. Most people like to see its softer side. I don't care, but the men in the car follow the principle of same-sex repulsion. Without stopping, we headed straight to Tagong Grassland.

When the altitude reached 4,000 meters, Zhuzi took out a cigarette and smoked it. I asked what kind of operation this was, and Heimen said it was like a 50-year-old man tying his head to prove that he has hair. Instant clarity.

Our feet finally touched the ground on Tagong Grassland. We moved the tables, chairs and gas stove from the car, boiled water and made tea to watch the sunset in Yala.

It gets dark late on the plateau, and it's hard to wait for sunset. I'm shivering with cold, and I can't sit still anymore, so I jump around on the plateau. Until it was so dark that we couldn't see anything, we drove to Bamei and stayed in an art hotel. Before staying overnight, we went to the roadside to eat some meaty tofu pudding. It was a big piece of meat and a big piece of bone. It was completely and clearly meaty.

The first day passed like this, there was no high reaction, no accident, just brothers and the distance. The route of this loop route was planned by Luke who went to the mountains several times in advance to explore. Kuromon and Ken Ye have been traveling all year round and are well equipped and experienced, so I don’t have to think about anything or do anything, as long as I follow without getting upset. Later we went to Moshi Park, Black Rock City, Hailuogou, and also had sex in Chongqing. I’ll save that for the next update, if I still remember.