The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea group's self-driving tour in western Sichuan was formed temporarily when the plan could not keep up with the changes. I quickly gathered a group, and then divided the work among each other and booked the air tickets, tickets and accommodation.

The eight friends set off from Shanghai, Zhuhai, Shenzhen, and Guangzhou, and then met in Dali. The middle-aged people born in the 1980s have a particularly strong sense of life-saving, and all kinds of oxygen bottles, glucose, Baoxin Pills, etc. are fully prepared. In the end, we almost prepared to bring a foot soaking bucket, a stew beaker, a projector, and a generator... I felt that the Jinbei would be suitable for our luggage capacity.

The two-week self-driving route was Dali-Shangri-La-Daocheng-Aden-Seda-Xinduqiao-Chengdu, and the final per capita cost was about 8,000 yuan.

DAY1 Guangzhou-Kunming-Dali

On an early morning flight, we set off chasing the morning glow. The third sister-in-law acted like a tour guide, leading a group of mentally retarded children.

I cram my things in a hurry, and always start packing a few hours before departure, in a hurry and in an orderly manner.

Every time I go to Kunming, my first stop is to eat hotpot at Puer Little Scalper next to the airport. There is a car that can pick you up for free. Homemade Corn tortillas are still the best I have ever tasted, with the fragrant and waxy texture of natural corn, I can’t help but pack another one. The beef hotpot is also real and costs 130 yuan for a large pot.

I also met a young lady on the hotel bus who was traveling to Nepal, and we ate with AA by the way. Otherwise, it would be too difficult to order hot pot by ourselves. We are really an outgoing, optimistic, united and friendly tour group.

The third sister-in-law performed a unique trick for everyone, eating the skewers in one bite.

After lunch, we went directly to Kunming Railway Station and continued to Dali. Looking at the various complete photography equipment of my friends, I am still lazy and travel far and wide with only a diary, a mobile phone and a pen.

After wandering around for a day, from Guangzhou to Kunming to Dali, the eight-man army finally reunited. The only man who played a huge role in transportation was loved by all the young ladies.

When we arrived at Ono's house, Goku still greeted us with a look of disgust.

This is a family that loves each other, but their relationship is unclear.

Every time I pass this Xuefu Road, I have the urge to stay in Dali.

The Amway family had a treasure of delicious food Xiangqi in Dali. It was authentic Hunan cuisine and very cost-effective. It became our first meal in Dali.

In addition to Coke, someone yells about eating ice cream every day.

This time is not like a trip, but more like a collective life of eight people. They are usually busy with their own work in different cities. They can spare two weeks to get along closely together. The suitability of the travel companion is no less than the choice of the partner.

But this group of cuties spent a long time discussing the rules while playing Texas Hold'em poker, which made people anxious. Not surprisingly, I became the first person in the group of eight to feel dizzy, so I took medicine early and went to bed.

DAY2 Dali

Wake up in the morning to the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. When you understand that there are shackles in making any decision no matter where you are, you will understand that not complaining or regretting is freedom, and it is also the first tenderness we give ourselves.

Half of the group members continued to sleep in the cool temperature, while the other half got up and went out to experience the deserted March Street and eat a bowl of rice noodles that do not bully young people into poverty. The two-day itinerary in Dali is basically to cultivate one's health and conserve one's physical strength in preparation for departure to Shangri-La tomorrow.

The story of a man and a group of young ladies, but my body refused.

There is also a handmade Gong Ye by classmate Ziyu in Dali. After returning from a study tour in Italy, he hid here and quietly worked as a small silversmith.

Lunch was at Duan Gongzi Restaurant , a meal full of ceremony.

After dinner, we walked around the ancient city, and the clouds in Dali were always beautiful.

The third sister-in-law is also a drama queen all the time.

Harvest Coffee in the ancient city is also a good place for coffee lovers.

It was a leisurely afternoon with no specific route plan. I just wanted to say to the blue sky, white clouds and sea: You are so beautiful.

On the way to Erhai Lake from Mucun Pier, I passed an orchard and bought fresh and refreshing pears to quench my thirst.

Eight people gathered neatly beside Erhai Lake and took a family photo together. Someone praised me for looking like Ashin, which made me happy all afternoon.

The photos taken with my third sister-in-law always start out calmly and end in shock.

And the photo-taking action that the third sister-in-law came up with ended up in laughter.

Passing by a trail, I met the summer of Pi.

Dinner was at Koufu Renjia , which has received five-star reviews and I would recommend it. There are many types of dishes, and none of them are outrageous. The fish fillets are also tender and delicious.

On the way home, I was attracted by the singing. I went in and sat down on the road for a short-haired girl named Wang Xiaoyu. 60 yuan for a bottle of beer, purely for listening to music.

Thank you to someone who spent 50 yuan to order me a song called "Tenderness" and also helped me add the girl on WeChat. I am a little coward who can blush.

Go home, pack your luggage for tomorrow, and interact with Wukong.

People are not crazy in vain, even if they woke up early in the morning and were about to go to Shangri-La, but after listening to others singing beautiful melodies, the three of them went to sing karaoke in the middle of the night, and the small private room was a bit shockingly big. Maybe this means traveling on the go, rapping and singing late at night.

I saw Dali at seven o'clock for the first time. Mr. Dao was a little bit drunk because he was drunk. It's worth remembering.

To be continued

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