When the train stopped, we quickly piled out of the
train and outside. Min Dan had hired a driver to drive around Lijiang and Shangri-la
for the day…and to be honest, if you want to actually SEE the area and observe
its natural scenery, not just go on planned tours where tour buses take you or
actual museum-ish areas or developed areas where taxis can take, then a hired
driver is the best way to go here in Lijiang…and they actually are quite
affordable, if I remember correctly from what Min Dan told me it’s like 100 to
200 kuai per day. It’s a good deal, because they’ll take you wherever you want
to go and stop whenever you want to stop (to take pictures or to buy something
interesting being sold on the side of the road).
But anyway, before we hopped in the car to go off,
Min Dan and I went to get tickets for the return journey. Thing is…I hadn’t
brought my passport, which means I wasn’t going to be able to ride the night
train like I did coming here. I was quite certain that I hadn’t brought it, and
it was nowhere in my tan schoolbag that I bring everywhere with me. I was going
to have to ride the day train by myself and stay in Lijiang another night…by myself.
Min Dan and the others were leaving the night of the next day. I wasn’t worried
about doing that, but I was definitely banging myself in the head for this
mistake. So Min Dan is like worried for me and I’m feeling bad as the driver
drives us to the inn, located in the Old City of Lijiang.
First some background on Lijiang. Before, it wasn’t
an unbelievably well-known city, but after the 199_ earthquake, it reached
world-wide awareness. Because of its newfound fame, Lijiang was transformed
into quite a tourist town, and the Old City is a re-done version of the typical
style of the Lijiang city, if I’m not mistaken. Unfortunately, you need a map
because the roads are NOT straight, and because every part of the Old City has
a similar style, it’s easy to get lost if you don’t know your way around. In
addition, Lijiang and Shangri-la are home to one of China’s special ethnic
minorities, a tribe called the Nakhi (Na-xi in Mandarin). When I went back to
Kunming, I found out that my pen-pal friend Shujuan actually was a Nakhi ethnic
minority. Pretty cool.
Here’s a picture of the my first glimpse of the Old
City (Min Dan is on the right and Mei Nv is on the left):
Anyways, we then got to the inn. It was an
unbelievably adorable inn. It was very small, and the rooms were right outside…not
like many hotels where the doors lead to an indoor hallway…these doors led
right outside to a cute little Chinese traditional courtyard. And the sky was
grayish, as if it was about to rain, and it really gave the area a very Chinese
ambience. There were Chinese-style carvings on the wall and the ground was like
a mosaic and it was just really really cute. The room was cute too. Me, Min
Dan, and Mei Nv stayed in one room and Wuyi stayed in another. Here are some
pictures.
Here’s the courtyard…that’s Wuyi in the front.
Here’s me and Mei Nv in front of our room.
So then we set up our stuff in the room and got ready
to set off and see Lijiang and Shangri-la. As I was setting up my stuff and
waiting for the others, I start rummaging through my backpack (not my
schoolbag) to make sure I knew exactly what I had brought along. As I was
rummaging, I got to the middle compartment of the backpack and guess what I
pulled out? I pulled out my passport AND my student ID! Well, I guess you can
say we were all pretty relieved. After we left the inn, we quickly bought a
ticket on the night train for me and continued on our adventure.
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