D1. Advance Dali
18:30, sitting height fast cars starting from Kunming, 23:30 arrival Shimonoseki. Immediate fight to the ancient city.
Is rolling along the mountain. Wang Chuangwai my eyes open to see. In the faint Shangxian Yue, the night of exceptionally quiet mountain town. Hill, outline clearly visible. The color depth and nearby hills and distant mountains color Jian Dan, until the fade in the vast night. The strange thing is there is a blur of the horizon, thin ribbon, I do not know is not clouds, color, bright and more clear, suspended in the Peak, with the mountains stretch for miles, until into the city. Inverted image is a dividing line, separating the mountains and the night, the Shashi strange.
That very night, in with the beautiful "courtyard garden" Yu-An Park, stay there. Learn as much free laundry services, exultation Wang Wai.
D2. One. In the Erhai Lake on the consumption of most of the day and the sunset of the city.
In all fairness, Erhai scenery is acceptable but very much the same throughout the scene, it took an hour or watch what has been sufficient. But we stayed in the boat on the last five or six hours, in the end is really looking forward to be able to quickly ship to dock. Erhai Lake wind really cool ah, I was unprepared frozen shake yelling. Watching the same boat two foreigners, one piece to wear extra clothes to the body, to the island again and again a hot piece off, I really admire was impossible. We are in private discussions, which can really be called into the attack, retreat and defend.
Xu is the sea the wind for a long time, headache borne. Back to the Inn after fell down asleep. Slept more than an hour, it was like to see the ancient city of Xi-colored cake dug up from the bed. So the two rented a bicycle, blazing to ride to go to the three pagodas. Allowed to gaze longingly see the sunset horizon, such as blood, slight snow on the vague shapes of Cangshan, truly beautiful. Only a poor road conditions and out of the city is the way of the gravel, Britain had me a splitting headache, screaming all the way in the past.
One asked, under even take more than 30 yuan ticket is really a bit dumbfounding. Such as the Three Pagodas, clearly a "lock in limitless beauties of springtime" in the outside is fully compensated for fundus, even across a wall is necessary to close 30 yuan. Baffled. Of course, there are like a cake like that fool, arguing Naozhao insisted in, said Tang Dynasty monuments, how can we pass it by. In fact speaking Chinese again how much it is a real monument Even if they could survive the ravages of the years, most of quite like the Cultural Revolution, but that kind of man-made damage, we can see the reconstruction can only be rebuilt, "counterfeit" work. Depressed.
The second insight of Shimonoseki, the wind the sky was dark down gradually, and we are still wandering in the Hing in the head. `Rode slowly along the old city, suddenly without warning burst of wind to blow up an instant Tianhundian, Feishazoushi. Journey to the West Village is described as if the monster debut looks like. That moment reminds me of Beijing's sandstorms. This sudden wind blowing me dizzy and just know what to do to Rotary car silly standing. When the wind stopped and found a lot of sand into the mouth, face, clothes, far worse. Dali known wind ah, the original is that the other looks like, but added it expected big things out of me.
D3. Beautiful Cangshan ---- In order to erbium in the ancient city block and Milk Cake mad rush to buy a big rope of the votes, because of the off-season, fare a whole was down nearly half of McCain. And the cake away from home, mostly by profiteers Tongzai experience. Only the victory simply be called a classic battle Kanjia war. So an excellent mood on the floor of the Cangshan. Down the rope, and we went riding to the deeper spots. Her first horse, terribly flustered. Britain Britain a one horse, and I followed the thump thump of the heart to beat violently. Later used to it, This slowly ease up and enjoy the scenery.
March of the Cangshan really beautiful, colorful mountains, beautiful. We played the enjoyment, the horse is not happy. Return on the road, suddenly uncomfortable up, restrained by grooms came up, it actually made a ruthless like the groom to live outside the arch. During that road very narrow, only one person wide, the bottom is a deep valley. At that time seems to make the points as long as the horse more enthusiasm, and groom would have rolled down a cliff. Fortunately, this did not happen in the end is a quiet down horses. But we are also scared enough sad, very uneasy ride along the way, the inverted image is doing hard work.
And so on back to the ancient city has three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and hastily bought a ticket to Lijiang. They rush to洋人街restaurant for dinner. Hungry all day, but why not the food but a long time. I suddenly remembered Erkuai delicious, the DC saliva, as well as roasted Milk Cake, I have not tasted it. Who knows to Lijiang, there are not. Cranky forward, looked at the time, to leave the car there for half an hour, my cake that I buy points, delicious. Grabbed the purse on the run out. Broad daylight, the stall hawkers small, with great difficulty to find a gate in the city. Milk Cake and other baked, Erkuai wrap, but also approaching o'clock. My hands and the Milk Cake and Erkuai, Mile stretch. The streets of foreigners Chinese people looked at me and left a chicken right hand a strange duck-like, keep returning astonishingly high. Went to restaurants and pastry will be a while, and then galloped to the station, full cars are waiting for us on the two. Tired off their feet, but fortunately did not live up to our Erkuai and Milk Cake, very tasty and still let me food for thought.
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