Simao miles OK
Jianghan
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Not yet reached Yunnan in the past, I knew Simao this place, considered to be Maoshan Taoist priests from their homes, is how to know already know. Only know that it is a prefecture-level cities in Yunnan, rich tea produced there.
Star anise from Kunming airport by a half-hour flight, the aircraft landed in the evening at the Simao Airport. A time when coming to a close after midnight, the city's edge of the lanterns along the road to the cities extend from the local hotel shuttle coaches looked out the windows, dim street in the relatively clean and fresh feeling.
Green day live in urban areas are hotels, which felt is good, apart from a few services and some occasional harassing phone calls have been rejected, the night without words. Early in the morning the next day to get up hurriedly to the bus terminal, the purpose of this trip is to Simao belongs Menglian County, a small town in the Sino-Burmese border. Inquiries to the station one knows to Menglian county until after 10 o'clock train only, as long as sitting in the waiting room, etc. within the fanatic. Speaking of fear of losing, is not true, given the travel experience and lessons of Sichuan, when the mind is a very careful and not with others accosted in his eyes, from time to time pay attention to the surrounding situation. Because we are traveling with a header row (eg, laptop, hand-face, tool kits, etc.) so that local people a break we will be able to look outside the river guy, at the same time heard or experienced a stranger in a foreign cheated and robbed of the deeds, perhaps precisely because of such a thing too much, they began to slowly let our politicians cooked up by national policy reforms and the judicial system down.
Spent on unnecessary fear for nearly two hours, hardly managed to squeeze onto the other car to Menglian. Sleeper car loaded with passengers (see Brand seems to be "Guilin", I've never thought I would take such a sleeper car, feeling an extremely dirty, can really get on to go, and it also does not feel how The uncomfortable) just sailed out of the urban areas, they stopped in a vehicle field. Driver to get off habitually threw on the heavy door, one side said: car is broken, we must repair.
A group of people anxiously waiting in a loss of sunlight bathed in almost two hours. Said to be anxious and helpless that I may be alone, although I did not say a word, simply because I do not want the entire vehicle who immediately knew I was some other place guy. Yunnan People's slow style of forcing them to do one thing as two things to do, as if do not think the time is limited and valuable, but unconsciously squandering their tight grip is indeed a luxury.
Anyhow stay up at noon is lunch time, strange thing is they do not have lunch. Vehicles traveling on the road in the field, not to mention how fast or slow, but in the midday sun, under the urging of their way through.
As the road leading to the Lancang repairs to Menglian need to detour to Jinghong. Jinghong is what we often say that the capital of Xishuangbanna, Yunnan, who all call Banna, is a famous tourist destination in Yunnan. To be trucks entered Banna, Road side branches leafy green hillsides really wash our eyes bright, as if heaven is more beautiful and kind-hearted preference for sons and daughters of the Dai, the beautiful mountains and rivers, beautiful grace, good character, dedicated customs have given them. Banna did not want to so illustrious reputation, it has its own unique extraordinary of the Department. Gezuo a young woman, probably Chujingshengqing, gently hum Road: the beautiful Xishuangbanna, be kept in my father ... ... then I am afraid that the car everyone's hearts are like this melody strike.
Sleeper car slowly moved inside in the Banna, to the central city of Jinghong in Xishuangbanna is already 18 o'clock, when some days Daohai light, saw Jinghong apart from a little more luxury hotels, more palm trees covered with dust, the Jinghong is not even so special. Perhaps the praise only his village, his fields, the green hillsides of his ... ... or if that time is indeed a very beautiful Jinghong, so tourists traveling more, so much the construction of urbanization, so it Jinghong gradually kitsch of. A lot of people proud of their new high-rise buildings, but they did not think that their building is built on what basis, they are not aware that they in fact destroyed. Actually, it is very simple: people want to enjoy the new high-rise buildings, to visit the beautiful museums, really do not need to Banna to.
Be received Menghai is already more than 21 o'clock, and night long could not wait to come. Car then stopped, the driver habitually threw the doors out of the car and said: eat supper.
Hunger has been repeatedly tortured color off the people flock to. Many roadside selling kebabs, and everyone came up surrounded and sell chicken's aunt Liekai dark face, dark lips, dark wrinkles where all smile, enthusiasm, or pride is hard to tell.
Indiscriminately After dinner, a pedestrian again Sheung. As the stomach has been the impact of fill brought in to meet everyone, so everyone has to sleep.
I have the bumps in the road to sleep, been suddenly wake up in the dream. The driver and says loudly: Menglian up. I quickly sat up, the next random packing luggage, rush out of the car. Get off a look at the time was already 3:00 a. Cool breeze gently blowing in the long street, a few scattered light from the darkness disclosed to, this town was asleep. I am carrying baggage, Jingzhi Wang ago go a long way, but living well, or did not see Hotel. Although my heart can not help but worry, be still relatively optimistic, never mind see on the streets. Get off with a small group came from behind, said to me: You are the first time Come on. I nodded and he walked straight up to a closing of the hotel had been closed, straining to hit the door, to help me find a place to live. I made me suspicious whether this is an unscrupulous business practices, because small group also plans to look not like an innocent person, and I experience everything I have to be careful, but I did not go to stop him.
After a while, inside One woman asked: Who is. Fellow A: stay. Lane had said: fully booked where. Small group is disappointed to turn around and say to name a third. This time to a tricycle, and I stopped tricycle, right small group, said: forget, I am looking to take three. Side is due to small group of no confidence in one hand, they do not want to live in such a poor shop (this is our bad temper, Siyaomianzi living death, while hedonism), one side is not willing to stay more in the streets, after all, the safety of all parts of China can hardly be satisfied with that.
Tricycle brought Menglian my hotel, one asked price, night watchman of the old man said 280 a single room. At this time it is impossible to not live, and then bargain with the old man, to finalize the 180 yuan, the next day to the bureau's Guest House, 50 yuan for a standard room is also much stronger than that room. Good or ill to live down later, and my heart can not help but guilt: That guy may be well-intentioned, I could doubt him. The reality of education so that we would rather suspect that any person, do not want to believe that a man, so our hearts will always lonely. Maybe we do not do I believe everyone, especially living in dangerous places, but we should at least know who to believe, who is questionable. It is our society that makes people suspect that all cultivated a habit of our society so that we can Yijiejinlan missed a lot of close friends. Living in such an era, to the grief also.
I spent a few days Menglian know is a Menglian Dai, Lahu Autonomous County, a population of ten million, with the Sichuan county population is simply Mo Fabi, but the economy was not yet well developed, perhaps they are down the other an extreme. Council's Dai people are very warm invitation to eat vegetables, Shengqingnanque But in Menglian Dai Dai taste of food to eat, and does not, such as Chengdu, Dai F, delicious, there was a sour odor, each time they complement each about to spit it out, then simply do not eat.
Once the countryside to upgrade their systems, cars in back street of a small town in the county seat to stop the town's branch offices in the yard playing dinner, they drink and chat, I just do not drink chat. During the meeting, a woman was a bowl of Wu Shi, I am shocked to see the following: Yes, ants! They laugh: This is something high in protein, delicious. Told me to eat more. I am reminded of an allusion: Yunnan 18 odd years was not there, "three ants, a vegetable" do? Never expect that was true, only a slight exaggeration of the ant's heads. They said it was a laugh, but also advised me to eat more. I Sagehashi taste, followed by large fast duo Ze, is simply fantastic.
After the completion of the work back from the Menglian Simao, the next day they went to Jinggu County. Jinggu from Simao to go through Pu'er, cars starting from Simao, refreshing way to Pu'er ancient Today, Pu'er Tuo greatly known. Looking out the window wide road, I secretly thought: Simao traffic Daohai good. Unfortunately, this feeling has been crushed after a few minutes: the front extension is a yellow sand filled the old-fashioned way, leaving the vehicle in front of the gift on his arrival - all-pervasive dust filled the car through the broken windows of residual, Zhitou into our lungs Lane. Some people do not seem to mind the invasion of dust and let it from the open window of a flood. Ordinarily such a terrible road should be relatively remote, while not many cars, but this is the only way by Simao leading to Dali, on the road car to drive to, not relented, and dust as the vehicle flow, is endless exchanges. Road vehicles in such an extremely slow creep, it seems that the road of friendship with Wang Lun Li Bai's affection also to the deep, step one back, Nanshenanfen to the extreme.
Initially, I also strongly inhibited their own in order to minimize the number of dust inhalation, and later his head is already covered with dust, next to the luggage has also accumulated a layer of soil. "Nest, no eggs will survive", antique gentlemen of the old saying, how much is still some reason. So I have slowly come to understand that those who consider the dust like nothing the people of the same car, and think about old comrades Mao Zedong's "dirt year 10000 Hou," tell you to taste the dust of the powerful, and does not want you to taste the dirt, and see you dare to write Such phrases Mody?
Have ended up to be an earth, I simply lay down the never-ending dust bumps and endless sleep at, I think I was to adapt to that environment, and this is what could be an adaptation which. A thought came back and then had to "adapt" one, just like there are on the minds of caterpillars crawling over one hundred million can be called me to receive such a hard crime.
The direction of the bumps in the whole, I twist in the sleeper cars belonging to their own piece of local, think of your heart, with a myriad of troubles, and the endless dust, half awake to sleep. Sometimes I really surprised that she actually have such a capable: No matter how Britain car, no matter how noisy, I always fast to sleep. Perhaps it is a means of escape strike.
After an extremely long impression bumps and dust, in the 21 o'clock or so, we have finally reached the Jinggu County. Jinggu is a canyon in a small town, the county seat Liren lines, such as weaving, street lights, a lively scene. I went to this town, appreciate the life of the people here think of their transportation is inconvenient and complicated be borne in mind. Since no dinner, I settled down and went into the street, looked to see Shuiguo Tan points may be eyeful numerous street countless karaoke OK, there's no snack bar or restaurant, so hungry I were born in the streets empty , forced was forced to sell some instant noodles, ham, sausage, hot pickled mustard tuber like the food back to the hotel.
The next day, we rode an old-fashioned jeep to the countryside, called an edge River township or something. One realize that such names should have to guess its location. This is a hundred kilometers away from the county seat of rural areas, spent a total of one day, we walked a round trip. Of such a place, I do not have any particular impression along the way too busy and the car will be bumps and current dust fall asleep.
The third day, we go to a distant place called Bian, there are 150 kilometers away from the county. I asked with a puzzled: there are so vast Jinggu Mody? He smiled, that is so big. Followed by severe turbulence and the Predicament of the day, during which, such as car bumps up the mountain's tired of the boring room are not in my mind what is the impression, because I almost been too numb Britain, as well as I, apart from dealing with the bumps outside of the dust, the heat, fatigue, loss of perception and so on.
At the border on the shuttle a few days later, any rate complete this work, I Shiver off the dust, Zhang Yu breath. Bureau of the people said to: the next time we come here, or do you strike the base station opened. I immediately extremely heavy, almost not even have big heads several times. After this journey, I will, as if through a baptism (in the dust filled the wash), the fire of purgatory (head of the sun even for a moment, but did not spare me). I think I do not want to make a "Divine Comedy" What, and Purgatory, or requests to avoid a strike.
I took a soil Tizhehangli exhausted walking the streets of Simao, attracted passers-by deal of notice. Maybe they are thinking: such a bumpkin, but still there are mobile phones, of course, they did not know my back is more expensive, more portable machines.
When I entered the hotel room, attracted here waiting for my colleagues greatly surprised. So I immediately bathing, changing clothes, cleaning the soil line to Lee, took Lao Bantian journey eolian gradually fade out. However, there are still passionate and willing to travel to distant lands attached to the dust tight bag, get rid of.
Later, I was thinking, if I may once more Jinggu I went to refuse to go? They absolutely do not reflect the first count; time thinking: to go chant, not once have been a do; later thought: have to go, otherwise I'm afraid of work to be wasted. Real unparalleled hardships and pressures used in daily life so that we lose our own ideals and aspirations, refining its stand on us bright edges and corners, so that we indulge in mediocrity, let us indulge in a small interests and small achievements and great glory and great non-forgetting.
We must grow up, you have to have to pay, this is a work object to measure the society. As the silkworms grow, you must go through a peeling layer upon layer. I am not a Zen one, and raised not a habit of insight, but I will sum up, but also accumulate.
Inverted is not an accumulation of bad habits, it will not.
Dalian has mao summer Jiang Han Yu
Note: For this milestone, you can make a rough calculation: 300 km from Kunming to Simao, Jinghong to Simao Menglian by about 500 km and 250 km Simao to Jinggu, Jinggu-to-edge river 100 km, 150 km Jinggu to Bian. The above are two-way, so travel is: 5200 years.
Author: scangle
