Finally It's Here ~ Honeymoon Trip to Xi'an, Lijiang, Lugu Lake, Shangri-La, Chongqing, Chengdu
I used to be used to a backpack, a DSLR, and moving alone through crowds.
Climbing the majestic Mount Tai alone, strolling alone through the brightly lit Wuzhen, hiking across the picturesque Yellow Mountain alone, lingering alone in the beautiful Zhangjiajie; also, that one path up Mount Hua, the 3D stereoscopic city of Chongqing, the crowded Bund in Shanghai, the ancient city of Xi'an; the hustle and bustle of Beijing, the leisurely lifestyle of Chengdu, the freezing cold of Harbin, the charm of Lijiang; the endless hills in Lushan, the crystal-clear waters of Lugu Lake, the cheeky monkeys of Emei, and the endless roads of Fenghuang Ancient Town.
Traveling alone is free, carefree, but also lonely and silent.
Finally, the solo trips ended, and us began our honeymoon journey for two.
I had basically visited all the cities and places on this itinerary before, so retracing the steps helped avoid many unnecessary pitfalls. We picked mid-to-late October, dodging the National Day travel peak and entering a shoulder season. Flights and accommodation were quite affordable. Here's the detailed itinerary:
Day 1: Dalian – Xi'an (21:50–00:15), stayed at Ji Hotel (Xi'an Bell Tower Luomashi Branch) for days 1–3.
Day 2: Xi'an sightseeing (Small Wild Goose Pagoda, Bell and Drum Towers, Muslim Quarter, Shaanxi History Museum, Giant Wild Goose Pagoda, Grand Tang Dynasty Ever-bright City).
Day 3: Xi'an sightseeing (Shuyuanmen Gate, Yongxingfang Food Street, Xi'an City Wall).
Day 4: Xi'an – Lijiang (8:10–10:40). Explored Dayan Ancient Town, stayed at Lijiang Lazy Bug Inn for days 4–6.
Day 5: Lijiang – wandered Dayan Ancient Town (Mu's Residence).
Day 6: Lijiang – Jade Dragon Snow Mountain (booked a 6-person small group on Ctrip).
Day 7: Lijiang – Lugu Lake (chartered car). Visited Lige Peninsula, stayed at Lugu Lake Xinyue · Yaji Lakeside Mountain Resort Hotel for days 7–9.
Day 8: Lige Peninsula (due to illness, couldn't go out as planned; originally planned to climb Gemu Goddess Mountain).
Day 9: Lugu Lake circuit (chartered car).
Day 10: Lugu Lake – Lijiang (shared car), stayed at Home Inn (Lijiang Old Town Bus Station Branch).
Day 11: Lijiang – Shangri-La (bus), Napahai Yila Grassland, Dukezong Ancient Town, stayed at Orange Crystal Shangri-La Hotel for days 11–12.
Day 12: Shangri-La – full day at Pudacuo National Park.
Day 13: Shangri-La – Chengdu (Kuanzhai Alley), stayed at Mercure Chengdu Kuanzhai Alley Hotel for days 13–14.
Day 14: Chengdu sightseeing (Wuhou Shrine, Jinli Ancient Street, Chunxi Road).
Day 15: Chengdu – Chongqing (high-speed train), Ciqikou Ancient Town, Jiefangbei Pedestrian Street, Hongya Cave, stayed at Ji Hotel Chongqing Jiefangbei Pedestrian Street Branch.
Day 16: Chongqing – Dalian (return home).
The main trip lasted about two weeks, a bit long, so by the time we reached Chengdu and Chongqing we were already quite exhausted.
Main expenses breakdown:
Flights: Dalian – Xi'an 395 yuan × 2; Xi'an – Lijiang 490 yuan × 2; Shangri-La – Chengdu 500 yuan × 2; Chongqing – Dalian 420 yuan × 2.
Transport: Xi'an airport private transfer 111 yuan; Lijiang – Lugu Lake chartered car 400 yuan (there are also buses, likely 80 yuan per person, or shared car for about 100 yuan each, but now regulations are strict, better to find legal taxis or ride-hailing, otherwise being stopped halfway is unpleasant); Lugu Lake circuit chartered car 400 yuan; Lugu Lake – Lijiang shared car 100 yuan × 2; Lijiang – Shangri-La bus 71 yuan × 2; Chengdu – Chongqing high-speed rail 146 yuan × 2 persons.
Accommodation: Xi'an: Ji Hotel (Bell Tower Luomashi) 267 yuan × 3 nights; Lijiang: Lazy Bug Inn 244 yuan × 3 nights; Lugu Lake: Xinyue · Yaji Lakeside Resort 1271 yuan × 3 nights; Lijiang: Home Inn (Bus Station) 112 yuan × 1 night; Shangri-La: Orange Crystal 229 yuan × 2 nights; Chengdu: Mercure Kuanzhai Alley 340 yuan × 2 nights; Chongqing: Ji Hotel Jiefangbei 267 yuan × 1 night.
Attractions: Xi'an Bell and Drum Towers combo ticket 50 yuan × 2 persons; Xi'an City Wall with bike rental 100 yuan × 2 persons; Lijiang Mu's Residence 40 yuan × 2; Lijiang Jade Dragon Snow Mountain Ctrip group ticket 519 yuan × 2; Lugu Lake entrance 70 yuan × 2; Napahai Grassland entrance 30 yuan × 2; Pudacuo National Park entrance 100 yuan × 2 (I'm not entirely sure if that was the price, paid in cash); Chengdu Wuhou Shrine 30 yuan × 2. Excluding meals and souvenirs, the main expenses were roughly like this.
Xi'an, one of China's four great ancient capitals. I've been to Xi'an before; the last trip to Mount Hua is still vivid in my mind. Xi'an is a city that offers both history and food. Mount Hua isn't far from Xi'an, with direct high-speed trains available. If you have the nerve, going to Mount Hua is a great choice. This time we only explored Xi'an itself; my partner vetoed Mount Hua due to a fear of heights.
On the first day, we flew from Dalian to Xi'an at night (21:50–00:15). Night flights are quite affordable. We could start sightseeing the next morning. Xi'an Airport has shuttle buses to the city that run until the last flight, so no worries about getting into the city. The airport is quite far, about an hour's drive.
This being my third visit, my advice for Xi'an accommodation is to stay within the city walls for convenience, near the Bell and Drum Towers or the city wall area. There are many hotels to choose from, and getting around is easy.
If you only visit Xi'an, about three or four days cover most highlights: Day 1: attractions inside the walls – Bell and Drum Towers, Muslim Quarter, City Wall, Shuyuanmen, Yongxingfang, etc. Day 2: head to the Terracotta Warriors and Huaqing Hot Springs (farther out), return in the evening for Giant Wild Goose Pagoda and Grand Tang Dynasty Ever-bright City. Day 3: a full day for Mount Hua to experience it.
We planned two full days in Xi'an: arriving the first night, then direct flight to Lijiang on the morning of Day 4. Our two days were loose, we just wanted to wander the ancient town. We skipped both Mount Hua and the Terracotta Warriors. Xi'an is full of old-world charm by day, and when the lights come on at night, the Chinese flavor is even stronger. Over two nights, we spent one on the City Wall and one at Grand Tang Dynasty Ever-bright City.
Because friends were meeting us in Xi'an to join for two days, and they'd arrive around noon by airport bus at the Bell and Drum Towers, we first visited the Small Wild Goose Pagoda in the morning.
The plan for that day: Small Wild Goose Pagoda in the morning, Bell and Drum Towers at noon, lunch in the Muslim Quarter, Shaanxi History Museum in the afternoon (free tickets can be booked via WeChat official account "Shaanxi History Museum Ticketing System"; you can also queue for free tickets onsite, but it depends on crowds, so booking ahead is wise), then in the evening head straight to Giant Wild Goose Pagoda and Grand Tang Dynasty Ever-bright City (the latter is right near the pagoda square).
Small Wild Goose Pagoda is free, just show ID for a ticket. It's outside the city wall, reachable by bus or bike. Dalian is a city where biking is rare, so we opted to cycle there.
Even in the off-season, it was Saturday, so there were many people. Exchanging tickets and queuing to enter took over half an hour. There were also tour groups, since it's free, and one international group. Late October in Xi'an is quite cool, but I've seen foreigners—especially Westerners—wearing shorts with down jackets, not the first time.
The pagoda is inside Jianfu Temple, which is like a park, fairly large. You can spend 1–2 hours there, and there's a museum to browse. September–October and March–April are great months for Xi'an, with comfortable temperatures, not as hot as summer.
The museum's collection isn't huge, and we had the Shaanxi History Museum in the afternoon, so we just strolled a bit. Seeing it was nearly noon, we headed back to the Bell and Drum Towers to meet friends.
The combo ticket for Bell and Drum Towers was 50 yuan per person. Although there's not much inside, as landmarks at Xi'an's heart, they're worth a look. Go to the Bell Tower first, then the Drum Tower; the Muslim Quarter starts right below.
After the towers, it's foodie heaven. The Muslim Quarter, Xi'an's most famous commercial street, seems to have no off-season, only peak season. Every time I've been, it's packed. Xi'an specialties—cold noodles, biangbiang noodles, roujiamo (meat burgers), yangrou paomo (lamb soup with bread)—let food lovers indulge.
There's also a local drink, Bingfeng.
We didn't try the lamb soup with bread. I tried it once on my first visit; as a northeasterner, I couldn't quite stomach it.
I'm not a hardcore foodie, so the photos are swiped from my wife's phone. The crowds in the Muslim Quarter forced me to just put my camera away.
After lunch, we still opted to cycle to the Shaanxi History Museum, quite a distance. As someone from Dalian, a city with almost no bike lanes, cycling on busy roads competing with cars is a unique flavor.
The Shaanxi History Museum is definitely worth a visit. They say to understand a city, first visit its history museum. With Xi'an's long history, the museum's collection is rich. Be sure to enter from the South Gate.
Couldn't make it to Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum, so just seeing the Terracotta Warriors at the museum was enough. For most people unfamiliar with artifacts, without a guide, it's hard to grasp the historical value. If visiting the mausoleum, hiring a guide or tagging along with a group is a good idea. Same at the museum, since tour groups are around.
This is the legendary tiger tally used to dispatch troops.
The inverted-flow pot is a peculiar gem among ancient ceramic art.
The pot reverses the traditional top-fill method: you turn the pot upside down, fill water from the bottom, then set it upright to pour. Hence "inverted-flow pot."
The museum has a video clearly explaining the principle.
The museum tired us out, especially cycling. The Giant Wild Goose Pagoda is close, a short walk. The music fountain in the square is said to be the largest in China by area; I've seen it before, it's decent.
As night fell, the square got busier.
For dinner, we made do at a food street on the north square. Xi'an is pasta heaven.
Directly opposite the north square is the Grand Tang Dynasty Ever-bright City, which went viral online a while back.
The statue of Xuanzang on the north square. Xuanzang, also called Tripitaka Master, is the inspiration for Tang Seng in Journey to the West. He traveled west on foot in 629 AD to seek Buddhist scriptures, finally reaching Nalanda Temple in India.
Looking back from Ever-bright City, the Giant Wild Goose Pagoda looks stunning with all the surrounding lights.
Ever-bright City is beautiful, full of Chinese flavor under the lights, and very crowded. The street is long; you can easily walk for an hour browsing.
There was that performance that went viral online, but this time the "tumbler girl" wasn't there.
After walking a while, looking back, the pagoda was getting farther away.
At the far end of Ever-bright City, there's a small stage. As we arrived, a band started playing. Tired, we sat and rested while listening.
By then we were exhausted. Too much walking all day. There was no way we could walk back. But seeing the crowds, giving up on a taxi, getting back to the hotel was a problem. I really suggest thinking about how you'll return when visiting Ever-bright City.
Taxis were nowhere to be seen. Didi had queues. Checking Baidu Maps, we decided to take a bus. The bus stop was quite a walk away—more trekking.
On the way to the bus stop, we passed the Xi'an Tang City Wall Ruins Park. There's a "Poetry Recital Pond" inside. The architectural style caught our eye instantly—something new. It was deserted. We sneaked in. It's like a maze, circular. When you step inside, your voice echoes, especially at the very center. That's why it's a poetry pond. Felt like a hidden gem.
The walls inside are carved with many poems. This is the exact center.
We managed to catch the last bus. Day one wrapped up. I booked Ji Hotel (Xi'an Bell Tower Luomashi Branch). Great location near the Bell Tower. The airport bus drops at Bell Tower Hotel, a 2–3 minute walk. There's a snack street below, lively at night but quiets after 11 pm. The hotel is newly opened, facilities new, big TV, smart toilet. Worth recommending.
Since we weren't going to Mount Hua or the Terracotta Warriors, today's schedule was loose. A light morning rain and the Xi'an Marathon meant many roads were closed, so most of the day was spontaneous.
Morning: Shuyuanmen Gate. Noon: Yongxingfang for snacks. Afternoon: strolled to the Xi'an Incident Memorial Museum. Final stop: Xi'an City Wall.
Shuyuanmen is a street selling calligraphy brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones—very cultured. With rain and early morning, few people were around. The Stele Forest is also inside Shuyuanmen. Without a guide, it's just stone inscriptions you can't understand.
After yesterday's Muslim Quarter, today we went to Yongxingfang. The Muslim Quarter's snacks are unique because no pork, so the flavors differ from other cities' food streets. Yongxingfang feels more like a typical snack street, though still with many Shaanxi specialties.
The "wine-smashing bowl" that went viral online—still many people playing.
Yongxingfang is near the East Gate of the city wall. At night, you can see its bright lights from the wall.
We wanted to stay on the wall until dark, so going up now was too early. We visited the Xi'an Incident Memorial Museum, not far from Yongxingfang, an easy walk.
Even on my third visit, I'm still fond of the Xi'an City Wall. I love strolling atop it. From day to night.
The wall's full circuit is long; walking it requires half a day. You can rent bikes—single or tandem. Even cycling, it takes about an hour. The surface is stone-paved, very bumpy, leaving your rear sore. We rented bikes for a round, then walked around a bit more.
The wall has four main gates: East (Changle), South (Yongning), West (Anding), North (Anyuan). I think the South Gate area is nicest, and it's closest to the Bell Tower, so you can see it lit up at night from there.
We rented single bikes, one red, one white.
As dusk fell, the wall's lights came on.
Passing Xi'an Railway Station from the wall.
Near the East Gate, we saw a bustling area below. We figured that must be Yongxingfang, which we visited at noon. It was lively at night too, so we decided to exit there, grab dinner.
The wall's buildings look wonderful when lit up at night.
At night, Yongxingfang was still buzzing.
Two days in Xi'an wrapped up. My wife Qu Xiaopang said she didn't like Xi'an—she doesn't get history, can't appreciate it.
Xi'an, as an ancient city full of Chinese flavor, still draws me back. After all, I've been three times. Actually, this visit was just a layover; Dalian has no direct flights to Lijiang, so transferring in Xi'an was affordable and let us enjoy two days. Good choice.
Lijiang—a place so close to the sky. Clouds seem to float just overhead, within reach.
As a northeasterner, Lijiang is quite far. This was my second time, and I still can't forget it, like Wuzhen where I've been six times—a lingering thought.
Most people fly to Kunming when visiting Yunnan, since the provincial capital has more flights. Flights directly to Lijiang are fewer. From Dalian, there's no direct flight either, but we chose Xi'an transfer because Kunming felt too far. Normally, if flying into Kunming, one would go to Dali first, but now Dali has no Erhai Lake, and Dali without Erhai is like a soul without its essence. Overtourism polluted Erhai so severely it had to be closed.
Lijiang's altitude isn't very high, but the temperature difference between day and night is big. At this time of year, the most distinctive sight is people wearing anything—down jackets, short sleeves, or a combo of down jacket with shorts (copying Europeans?).
There are quite a few places to visit in Lijiang, but I kept our schedule relaxed, not wanting to rush like a tour group, getting up early and back late. We flew from Xi'an to Lijiang in the morning. Because I booked three nights at the inn, they offered airport pickup. Lijiang Airport is quite far from Dayan Old Town, so check for pickup when booking. I booked Lazy Bug Inn on Ctrip. Honestly, it didn't match expectations. I've stayed in a Lijiang inn before, and comparison hurts—the last one left such a good impression, this one was so-so. The biggest issue: I booked a local tour to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain through the inn (I thought, by staying here, letting them earn a bit extra keeps everyone happy). But they couldn't secure the big cable car ticket to the 4680m point on Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. I know those tickets are hard to get, but if they couldn't, of course I wouldn't go. Yet they wanted to charge 20% handling fee. That really soured me on their service. I canceled and booked next day's tour on Ctrip. That tour guaranteed big cable car tickets, used Mercedes vans, 5–6 people per group, and I was quite satisfied.
Around noon we arrived in Dayan Old Town. We'd gotten up early for the early flight. After resting at the inn, we started exploring. Dayan Old Town is the largest old town I've visited. Over two trips, I've wandered inside for probably three or four days total, yet many corners still feel unexplored.
The town radiates from Sifang Street. I've heard there are over 4,000 inns, plus shops, bars—imagine the size. Inns come in endless styles; you'll surely find one you like, but if you have decision paralysis, it's tough. Even with 4,000+, during peak season it's hard to find a room, and the lanes are packed. So visiting off-peak is wise. Even now, the crowds aren't small.
Everywhere you see shawls, and they're sold everywhere, seems a must-buy in Lijiang. Shops usually have a loom machine, maybe even a young woman weaving.
At night, Dayan Old Town is gorgeous, with bustling crowds, lively noise, and a dizzying array of shops. Most goods might come from Yiwu Wholesale Market, but some Lijiang-specific shops require patient searching.
In the off-season, Lijiang's old town isn't overwhelmingly crowded. Turn a corner and you might find a lane all to yourself. No need for maps or distance counting; just wander aimlessly through the lantern-lit night—a true pleasure.
Lijiang gets plenty of rain; always carry an umbrella. A drizzle can start anytime.
Yak and black goat spare ribs. A local specialty here, near Tibetan regions. Yak meat is plentiful. Looks tempting—I thought 48 yuan each, but it was per jin (half-kilo). Qu Xiaopang couldn't resist and got one; just that small box cost over 100 yuan, not cheap. The taste was okay, but the meat was a bit tough.
The Big Waterwheel is another landmark. Reaching it means you're at the edge of town. Nearby is a not-so-large square, always crowded, with locals doing square dancing.
Sifang Street is the heart—a square from which alleys radiate in all directions.
Once at Sifang Street, you're not far from Bar Street.
The flashy, colorful Bar Street, with styles all vying for your attention—lively, loud, sentimental songs blending together. If you like drinking and bustling scenes, it's a good choice. Just don't mistake a bar tout for a romantic encounter.
The old town is huge. Even with my good sense of direction, I sometimes got lost in the sea of people. To specifically find a place, Baidu Maps is helpful. For those with poor direction, finding your inn might be a challenge.
This is the courtyard of our Lijiang inn. One thing every inn here has: a tea table.
In Lijiang, staying in an old town inn, be sure to sit down and have a few cups of tea brewed by the staff. Listen to their stories about Lijiang. Sometimes, when other travelers also tired come to sit and drink tea, sharing experiences is really nice.
Most inns here are wooden structures, looking charmingly antique under lights at night, but soundproofing may not be great.
The second day was originally for Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, but because the big cable car wasn't booked, we postponed to tomorrow.
There are many places to go around Lijiang, but we decided to just leisurely wander the town another day.
Dayan Old Town is what people commonly call Lijiang Old Town. Not far is Shuhe Ancient Town, which is smaller and less crowded, perhaps even more leisurely.
You could also watch the "Lijiang Eternal Love" show. I wanted to; I'd seen a similar show in Hangzhou's Songcheng—a must-see performance, quite impressive live.
Lijiang's main ethnic group is the Naxi people. Naxi women do the work; Naxi culture values plumpness as beauty, calling capable women "plump golden sister." Our driver to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain told us Naxi men don't work, are lazy. He, still out working, was considered exceptionally diligent.
Mu's Residence was the mansion of the local chieftain in Yunnan, essentially a local emperor. It prospered through several dynasties. As the saying goes, "Heaven is high and the emperor is far away." This borderland was hard to control from afar.
The architecture style is similar to an imperial palace, grand and imposing. Tickets 30 yuan, including guided tour. After buying tickets, wait a bit until a dozen people gather, then a guide leads the tour. Following the guide, you'll understand how prosperous Mu's residence once was. Afterwards you can roam freely. Without the guide, you'd be clueless.
Behind Mu's Residence is Lion Hill, the highest point in the old town. Climbing up gives a panoramic view of the town. From the top of Mu's Residence, you can also see much of it. The residence is built on the hillside, so exploring involves climbing. Qu Xiaopang started feeling what she thought was altitude sickness (her psychological reaction). So we skipped Lion Hill, just toured Mu's Residence, then wandered the town again.
Lion Hill scenic area is closed at night, so don't plan on shooting night scenes there.
For lunch, we went to a place whose name I forget, not far from Mu's Residence, at the end of Zhongyi Alley, maybe called "Music Cafe"? Food and prices were good, we ate there twice. They had online group-buy deals with generous portions; the yak hotpot set was nice.
While eating, an old grandma came selling pomegranates, carrying a bamboo basket. At her age, still lugging heavy fruit to sell, it's not easy. We bought two for about 13 yuan. She was Naxi, communication was a bit rough, and the restaurant staff helped translate. Actually, fruit in Lijiang is cheap, especially pomegranates, which are plentiful.
The point of Lijiang is to enjoy this laid-back life, not rush between attractions. Leave a whole day just to slowly stroll through the old town—truly a pleasure.
The town is big. Just wander; you might spend the whole day on different streets. If you see a shop you like, go in. Though souvenirs are commercialized, browsing casually is relaxing, and a couple of small things might catch your eye.
Jade Dragon Snow Mountain is Lijiang's money mountain—so many visitors come for it. Actually, heading into Tibetan areas from Shangri-La, many snow mountains are climbable, but Jade Dragon is the most famous. The scenic area is huge. I recommend booking a local group tour. The crucial point is whether you can secure the big cable car ticket to 4680m. Booking it independently is hard; most tickets are pre-reserved by tour agencies. I booked a 5–6 person group on Ctrip, about 500 yuan per person, Mercedes van, lunch included (self-serve hotpot), tickets for the scenic area and big cable car, plus climbing gear (down jacket, oxygen bottle). The main promise: if booked, you definitely get the big cable car ticket, unless the cable car closes due to weather.
Weather is critical. Snow mountain must have snow. Ideally, it snowed a couple of days before, then you get a clear day to appreciate its beauty. When we went, it had just snowed, but because it was only yesterday, the snow hadn't been cleared from the boardwalk. We took the big cable car to 4506m. Inside the scenic area, first take a bus to the big cable car station, which is already around 3700m. Then the cable car to 4506m, and climb from there to 4680m.
At 4506m, some people already feel altitude sickness. Carrying oxygen is important; the air is thin. Walk slowly, talk less. Start using oxygen early; if you wait until symptoms appear, it's too late.
There was no fog on the mountain at first, then a wind whipped up fog from the slopes. Temperatures up there are low, but strong sunlight keeps you from feeling cold. We even took off our down jackets.
After exiting the cable car at 4506m, a wooden walkway leads to the highest point at 4680m. Unfortunately, the snow hadn't been cleared, so the path was blocked about halfway. A pity—we didn't reach 4680m this time. Because of yesterday's snow, the snow was thick, the weather fairly clear with a little mist. Last time I reached 4680m but it was overcast and saw nothing.
Since we couldn't go up to 4680m, we stayed a while then took the cable car down. After the self-serve hotpot, next stop: Blue Moon Valley. Qu Xiaopang really loved this place.
The water in Blue Moon Valley shifts from green to blue downstream. The bluish-cyan water looks like watercolor painting.
Blue Moon Valley can be explored by walking from upstream down along the water, taking about an hour. There are electric carts with stops you can hop on and off. But I suggest walking—the total distance isn't long, and walking lets you fully enjoy the scenery. Riding means missing parts.
Upstream, the water is shallow, green. Downstream, deeper spots, the water turns bluish-cyan.
Blue Moon Valley's scenery is stunning. Any snapshot could be a wallpaper.
It's clearly a wedding-photo hotspot in Lijiang, like Dalian's seaside or Hangzhou's West Lake.
Yes, perfect for wedding photos—any shot looks good. We passed at least ten couples shooting wedding photos.
It felt so close to the sky; clouds seemed to drift right overhead, as if you could reach out and touch them.
Jade Dragon Snow Mountain scenic area is well worth visiting. The key consideration is weather; bad weather closes the big cable car.
There's also an outdoor show "Impression Lijiang" in the scenic area. I missed it both trips; seeing it would make the schedule tight, so it's often skipped. Tours including it aren't many either.
A trip up to 4680m and a stroll around Blue Moon Valley works out just right. Not too early or late: we left the old town around 8 a.m. and returned around 4–5 p.m.
Back in the old town, we went to the same music cafe for dinner. The food was good, so a second visit. We didn't know what else to eat. We ordered a four-person set meal; the staff looked at us, puzzled, when we said it was just two. Haha. Maybe we were tired from Jade Dragon Snow Mountain and felt we could eat that much—mainly Qu Xiaopang thought so.
At night, we went to the second floor. Off-season meant the restaurant was nearly empty, and we had the second floor to ourselves. We got a great corner spot, very nice.
Since we ordered a four-person set, they brought us this basin of rice. An unforgettable sight: we stared at the basin, then at each other, and finally asked the server to swap for a smaller bowl to avoid waste. That huge basin even four couldn't finish.
We also ordered a small bottle of fruit wine, nice flavor, though we don't hold our liquor well.
A little drink, relaxing~
Our three days in Lijiang basically ended here. Lijiang is a place that lingers in your mind, makes you want to return. Qu Xiaopang said she wants to come again.
I'd been to Lugu Lake once before, but it was rushed, so I'd been longing to return.
Lugu Lake isn't far from Lijiang on the map, but the road is all winding mountain passes, circling up and down, taking about four hours. The scenery along the way is beautiful. You can take a bus or charter a car/ride-hailing. Buses go to Daluoshui Village; if you stay there, you're at the inn right away. If staying at Lige Peninsula, you'll need another ride.
Both times I stayed at Lige Peninsula, which is the iconic image of Lugu Lake, with gorgeous views. I recommend Lige. There are many inns around Lige Peninsula, several dozen, and five or six right on the peninsula. Those peninsula inns are hard to book, especially in peak season, both in terms of price and availability. Last time I stayed at Peninsula Sunshine on Lige Peninsula, likely the best inn there—great facilities, location, service. Every room has a balcony and lakeside view, standard lake-view rooms, but pricey.
This time I chose Xinyue · Yaji Lakeside Mountain Resort Hotel, attracted by their 270-degree panoramic room. I splurged for three nights.
Finally, we set foot on longed-for Lugu Lake.
To get there, I chartered a sedan via ride-hailing, 400 yuan. If shared, 100 yuan per person. After hesitating, I chose charter for the freedom to stop and enjoy the scenery anytime. But the winding mountain roads, with countless curves, made Qu Xiaopang carsick. Those prone to motion sickness might prefer the bus, which sways less.
We stopped a few times; this is the Jinsha River.
There were plenty of rest stops and viewing platforms along the way. Qu Xiaopang got really sick, bought motion sickness patches at a stop.
Lugu Lake entrance fee is now 70 yuan, since its star rating was downgraded to four.
The scenic area is huge. Though a scenic spot, many indigenous residents live here in various villages, though mostly commercialized now.
The native people are the Mosuo, not called Mosuo ethnicity because China's 56 ethnic groups don't include them; they're a branch of Naxi, so they're called Mosuo people.
The Mosuo are known as the "walking marriage" tribe, the most fascinating aspect. Most Mosuo no longer practice walking marriage. It means if a man meets a woman he likes on the Walking Marriage Bridge during the day, then at night, after her family is asleep and with her consent, he can directly enter her boudoir. Mosuo don't have marriage; only walking marriage. Children born are not raised by the father but by the mother and her brothers. Men don't raise their own children; they raise their sisters' children. This walking marriage is really something...
Lugu Lake straddles the border of Yunnan and Sichuan. Actually, two-thirds of the lake belongs to Sichuan. There are entrances from both provinces; we entered from Yunnan, buying tickets there. Right after entering, at a high vantage point, there's a viewing platform overlooking the whole lake. But weather was cloudy, lacking that blue-sky, white-cloud reflection on the water. The thick cloud cover made the lake look gloomy.
A shot of Daluoshui Village from the platform.
The path from Lige Village to Lige Peninsula.
The pig-trough boats on Lugu Lake look shabby but photogenic. Weather made the photos less ideal.
These boats are human-powered, rowed slowly. Drifting leisurely on the lake is very pleasant, but don't spend too long; lingering too much can get tiring. There are pig-trough boats at many spots around the lake. If you've seen "Dear Inn," you can take one to visit it; otherwise, skip them.
Our hotel, Xinyue · Yaji Lakeside Mountain Resort Hotel, had a nice location with big floor-to-ceiling windows and great views. Newly opened, all facilities new: smart toilet, electric curtains, projector—a modern, simple inn.
Posed photo.
Behind Lige Peninsula is a viewing platform where the classic Lige Peninsula photo is taken. Let me use one from my previous trip when the weather was good.
After four hours in the car, we rested at the inn, then went out at dusk. There's a trail below the viewing platform, not easy to find, leading directly to Lige Peninsula. Lugu Lake is large, and night lighting isn't bright, unlike Wuzhen or Fenghuang Ancient Town where nights are brilliantly lit.
Back at the inn, they had a small electric cart to ferry guests to nearby spots.
Sore from the day, we soaked in the tub.
Qu Xiaopang fell ill, so we canceled Day 8 plans and rested at the hotel. Originally, we just planned to relax and maybe climb Gemu Goddess Mountain. But Lige Peninsula is quite remote; the pharmacy didn't open all day, so no stomach medicine was available. The inn's service could improve; in places where pharmacies are uncertain, a good inn should have basic medications on standby.
After a day of rest, Qu Xiaopang felt somewhat better. Today we finally could explore.
We planned a full-day circuit around the lake. I had always wanted to cycle around, but after much thought—considering time, distance, and physical energy—cycling seemed too tough. Plus, Lugu Lake recently cracked down, few bike rental spots, because the road is narrow and accident-prone. Electric bikes are now banned. So we chartered a car.
Charter was 400 yuan a day, or shared at 100 yuan per person.
The loop is about 70km, so cycling does require stamina.
All three days at Lugu Lake, weather wasn't great—mostly cloudy, only brief sun. Not like before when blue sky reflected on the water. Gloomy weather made the lake dull.
Starting from Lige Peninsula, going counterclockwise.
Lugu Lake has two Lovers' Beaches, one in Yunnan, one in Sichuan. First we reached Yunnan's, which I think is better—larger beach, closer to the clear water.
Soon we reached Daluoshui Village, not far from Lige Peninsula. Last time I hiked from Lige Peninsula to Daluoshui, then took a bus back to Lijiang; about half a day, roughly 10km. Daluoshui has many lakeside inns. I think the scenery is slightly inferior to Lige Peninsula.
A flock of little black ducks in the lake, not sure what kind.
Around noon, we reached the spot where you can boat to "Dear Inn." The fee was 180 yuan per person, I think.
The boat ride was long, all human-powered. Slow speed. In the middle of the lake, you can taste the water; Lugu Lake water is drinkable. I tried a little, slightly sweet.
The handsome boatman, a local, accent a bit hard. This trip took over an hour, seemed tiring, but the boatmen looked unfazed.
Boat in the middle of the lake.
In the center, the water is deep. Though clear, the bottom isn't visible. Occasionally you see weeds drifting.
High mountains, flowing water, blue sky, white clouds—picture-perfect.
Due to difficult transport, Lugu Lake still sees relatively few visitors, preserving much natural scenery, like an earthly paradise. But with the airport and highway construction, more and more people come, and one day Lugu Lake may suffer the same fate as Erhai. So go while the water is still this clear.
We got closer to "Dear Inn." At a glance, scenes from the variety show came to mind.
Boss Wang Ke, hardworking Liu Tao like a spinning top, the always-arguing Kan Qingzi and Ji Lingchen (sadly, now apart), Chen Xiang who could only make hand-grabbed pancakes. The first season of "Dear Inn" was memorable. My first time at Lugu Lake was when it was airing; I didn't know then, watched it at home later. Since I hadn't fully explored last time and after seeing the show, I'd been wanting to come again.
I really love Lugu Lake's crystal-clear water.
"Dear Inn" has now become a tourist attraction. I checked online; booking a room there is nearly impossible.
Remember how Yi Yangqianxi sat silently painting here?
This is the border between Yunnan and Sichuan. Crossing this line, you're in Sichuan's part of Lugu Lake. The architectural styles start shifting.
Caohai (Grass Sea), this is why Lugu Lake's water is so clear: this wetlands purifies it, keeping the lake pristine.
This is the famous Walking Marriage Bridge, vital for the Mosuo—a meeting place for men and women. They say you shouldn't walk back the same way on it, so our driver circled to the other end to pick us up.
A bronzed statue man on the bridge, charging for photos.
The overcast sky reflected in the water, making the lake look murky.
Goddess Bay: said to be the most beautiful spot on Lugu Lake, a must-see. Because the mountain road above it has partially collapsed, it's tricky to access; many cars don't go down, so fewer visitors come.
The sky was too gloomy to appreciate Goddess Bay's beauty.
This "Nice Person Snack" shop—I remember Wang Ke and Chen Xiang from "Dear Inn" came to eat here, back then it was 30 yuan all-you-can-eat, now prices have risen. We gave it a try.
Chicken stewed with matsutake? Matsutake is so expensive, can it be real?... Main thing, all-you-can-eat.
Actually, the taste was okay, maybe we were hungry from playing. Even the tomato with sugar tasted great.
When Lige Peninsula came back into view, it meant our loop was nearly complete.
We set out at 8:30 a.m. and returned around 3 p.m., the lake circuit took about six to seven hours. Aside from the weather dampening the beauty, it was quite good.
A solitary boat on Lugu Lake.
This is a photo from my last solo trip: sunny, blue sky and white clouds reflected on the water, lifting your spirits.
Three days at Lugu Lake came to an end. Many still haven't heard of Lugu Lake. "Dear Inn" boosted its popularity and visitor numbers significantly. But with more tourists, Lugu Lake's natural landscape could gradually erode, commercialization intensify. So go while some of that pristine beauty remains—it's a great choice. Unfortunately, for various reasons, Qu Xiaopang didn't have a good impression of Lugu Lake.
Shangri-La, in Diqing Tibetan language, means "sun and moon in the heart." A paradise many yearn for, said to be the closest place to heaven.
The name Shangri-La was adopted only at the end of 2001; before it was Zhongdian County. On December 17, 2001, the State Council approved the renaming to Shangri-La County.
Actually, the distance from Lugu Lake to Shangri-La isn't far, but there's no direct road; you must backtrack to Lijiang, then go to Shangri-La. The three places form a triangle geographically. Lugu Lake and Shangri-La both have airports now; opening a direct flight would be convenient.
From Lijiang to Shangri-La, there are many buses, some direct, some stopping at Tiger Leaping Gorge. The gorge is between them, closer to Lijiang. If time allowed, visiting first would be good. We were perhaps a bit tired, and after debating, decided to go straight to Shangri-La.
Day 10: rested in Lugu Lake all morning, around noon shared a car back to Lijiang. I'd booked Home Inn near Lijiang Bus Station for convenience the next morning. In the evening, we strolled the old town again. Day 11: early bus from Lijiang to Shangri-La. Two days mostly spent on buses.
Lijiang to Shangri-La is also about 4 hours. We arrived past noon, checked into Orange Hotel, not far from the old town, decent location. Shangri-La's old town is very small, so no need to stay inside; it's quite different from Lijiang.
Right away in Shangri-La, the Tibetan influence is clear. The architecture style is very different—grand and imposing.
It was my first time in Shangri-La, my first time so close to a Tibetan area, and it did feel spiritually cleansing.
Originally, our first stop was to be Songzanlin Monastery. We hailed a DiDi, and the lady driver gave us some tips, ultimately we switched to Napahai Yila Grassland first. Qu Xiaopang wasn't keen on monasteries anyway.
At Yila Grassland, we each paid 30 yuan entrance fee. They also recommended horse riding. Suddenly I felt a bit cheated. We didn't ride, just walked in with our tickets. I doubted the whole grassland would be fenced and charged.
But stepping inside and seeing this beautiful landscape, it felt worth the trip.
Due to the season, the weather wasn't warm, the grass not very green, cows and horses scattered about, occasionally fertilizing the grassland. Still, the picture-like scenery couldn't be hidden.
From the viewpoint, through Yila Grassland, that should be Shika Snow Mountain. It's another climbable snow mountain near Shangri-La.
Sky, snow mountains, lakes, grassland—a view you never see in the city. Just standing on the grassland, gazing into the distance, is refreshing.
The hair ribbons were woven last night while strolling in Lijiang's old town; three days in Lijiang we didn't do it, but Qu Xiaopang said coming to Shangri-La felt right for them.
"Let us gallop freely, living life to the fullest. Drunk on wine, sing out our joy. Seize our youth with passion." Seeing this photo suddenly reminded me of that song. Imagining it: Ziwei! Ziwei! A pair of huge nostrils...
We didn't ride horses, but many others wanted a taste of galloping.
When researching Shangri-La, I hadn't prioritized Yila Grassland, thinking a grassland had little to see, and I couldn't figure out the logistics. It was an accidental find. Plus, the weather was exceptionally sunny, making it truly worthwhile.
We spent about 1–2 hours at the grassland. The lady driver waited for us, then took us back to the hotel. During the ride, she recommended a Tibetan family visit experience. I had been thinking of doing that and had even booked, but for various reasons we later canceled. Tour groups often include Tibetan family visits; it's a unique activity here. Maybe next time.
After a short rest at the hotel, we walked to Dukezong Ancient Town. Its style is particularly grand, streets very wide, making it feel "luxurious." A big difference from Lijiang's old town.
The town is small. Due to off-season, fewer visitors to Shangri-La, like Lugu Lake, it's remote and far; most tourists come on group tours, few independent travelers. Plus, high altitude, so those prone to altitude sickness might struggle.
Speaking of altitude sickness: our Orange Hotel room was on the 6th floor. When we returned, the elevator was being repaired, so we climbed all the way. Qu Xiaopang then pulled out the leftover oxygen bottle from Jade Dragon Snow Mountain and lay on the bed inhaling... A sight to behold.
The door facades of Dukezong Ancient Town have a weighty, wealthy feel.
A Tibetan mastiff lazily basking in the sun on the square. Though seemingly docile, no one dared approach. This mastiff was for photos, fee-based.
At Shangri-La's high altitude, physical exertion should be reduced; even climbing a small hill can cause breathlessness.
Inside Dukezong Ancient Town is the world's largest prayer wheel. Spinning it requires at least ten people. When we went up, a tour group happened to arrive; otherwise, during this off-season with few people, we couldn't have spun it ourselves.
Qu Xiaopang's long-dreamed place: Pudacuo National Park, where Xie Na and Zhang Jie held their wedding. Maybe because she likes Zhang Jie's songs. Pudacuo is vast; inside, you need shuttle buses between sights, similar to Zhangjiajie.
Due to heavy tourism, Pudacuo has suffered some damage. Now, several scenic spots are closed; only Shudu Lake is accessible.
Pudacuo is a distance from town. The town bus station has minibuses direct to the park, likely privately run. Our driver was a local Tibetan. Along the way, his commentary and a local's perspective gave us a deeper understanding of Shangri-La and Pudacuo. His most frequent phrase: "Tashi Delek."
The altitude inside Pudacuo is much higher than the town, averaging over 3000m, some spots near 4000m. For the long walk and Qu Xiaopang's psychological comfort, we bought two bottles of oxygen. Getting off the bus, it was obviously very cold; we were in light clothes, so we rented two thick coats.
The weather was clearly not as good as yesterday, overcast. Otherwise, the scenery would have been even better.
Actually, the season is off-peak partly due to weather; the plants and trees are noticeably less lush. In summer with good weather, it would be a great place.
We wore the rented big down jackets—style sacrificed for warmth. Not too ugly. But the red women's ones were a bit...
Yaks watching her leap. She does the "jump shot" everywhere. Actually, she doesn't jump that high; it's just lifting her calves back and I captured it well...
Walking along the lake, the distance was quite long, nearly 2–3 hours. Fortunately, few people; otherwise, this narrow path would be jammed.
Where have all the cattle and sheep gone?
Now we were traversing virgin forest, with free-roaming cattle and sheep inside.
Those distant specks on the grassland must be cattle and sheep, too far to make out. I thought walking along the lake would reach them, but at the end we didn't. Maybe because most scenic spots are closed.
After the long walk, at the endpoint, a shuttle bus took us back to the entrance. If other spots were open, there'd be shuttles to the next.
Since most spots were closed, a full-day itinerary turned into half a day; we were back in town by 2–3 p.m.
What I remember most in Shangri-La is having malatang that night, at Yang Guofu Malatang, probably the most expensive Yang Guofu I've ever had. The shop was near Orange Hotel. The two of us spent over 70 yuan, on not much. In Dalian, malatang for two is at most 30–40. Shangri-La's vegetables and fruit are expensive, needing to be shipped from other cities.
Shangri-La's day-night temperature difference is huge. Night was already very cold, but we couldn't resist seeing the old town's night view.
Everywhere, you can't escape the passion of square-dancing grannies. In Dukezong Ancient Town Square, a collective square dance, very lively, exuberant, with Tibetan flavor.
Many who visit Tibetan areas want a Tibetan knife. The knives in the old town are very expensive. Outside the old town, in the city, they're hard to find sold. If buying, going to a knife factory is better. But taking one home is a hassle; carrying it is impossible, and shipping requires a local's real-name registration. With strict controls now, getting a Tibetan knife home is too bothersome, so I gave up.
Two days in Shangri-La wrapped up. Tomorrow afternoon's flight from Shangri-La to Chengdu. Initially, we didn't plan for Chengdu and Chongqing, but when we found a direct flight from Shangri-La to Chengdu, it made sense: spend a couple of days in Chengdu and Chongqing, then fly back to Dalian from Chongqing. Otherwise, from Shangri-La back to Lijiang by bus, then no direct flight to Dalian.
Qu Xiaopang wasn't ready to leave after two days in Shangri-La; she wants to return, loved it. Next time, we could visit a nearby snow mountain, or go deeper into Tibetan areas. A place I once dreamed of: Yubeng Village, truly a paradise, no road access, only accessible by walking over mountains. But without a certain fitness, it might be tough.
Chengdu, a city you don't want to leave once you arrive. Last time I wrote a travelogue about Chengdu, but I was alone then.
Chengdu is just a city, yet it's so enchanting. It's got a unique charm.
From Shangri-La to Chengdu took just over an hour. The flight was at 3-something in the afternoon; by the time we reached the city, it was dark. The deepest feeling returning to Chengdu: finally no more altitude sickness, might even feel oxygen-drunk.
I booked the Mercure Kuanzhai Alley Hotel, right at Kuanzhai Alley, a five-minute walk, and near the metro, very convenient. Took the metro directly from the airport.
Last time I saw Kuanzhai Alley during the day; this time, experience it at night.
Chengdu's specialty: pandas.
Everywhere panda dolls, panda images. Chengdu could be called Panda City, as the panda breeding base here is the world's largest. Pandas abound here.
Actually, Kuanzhai Alley is much like other commercial snack streets in many cities.
Though called Kuanzhai (Wide and Narrow) Alley, there are actually three: Wide Alley, Narrow Alley, and Well Alley.
This wood is called golden-thread nanmu. A set of furniture from this wood can cost tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands.
Sichuan has many specialties; face-changing opera is one.
In Chengdu, you must eat chuanchuan xiang (skewer hotpot). Last time alone, I didn't dare—who eats hotpot or chuanchuan alone?
This restaurant "Chuan Tianxia" was right downstairs from the Mercure. We ate there first, then went to Kuanzhai Alley.
While on the metro, we already looked up good food nearby. This one had good reviews.
In Sichuan, eating hotpot or chuanchuan, the oil dip dish is a must, though maybe only outsiders use it. Dipping in oil reduces the spiciness. The oil dish was placed on the table directly, included in the bill, 5 yuan per bottle.
Since Qu Xiaopang can't handle too spicy, we ordered a yuanyang (half-and-half) pot. I felt coming to Sichuan, one should try the real numbing-spicy flavor. Chuanchuan is self-serve; as first-time customers, we got a 50-yuan discount. Overall, price was okay, taste fine.
The plan was Wuhou Shrine and Jinli Ancient Street. But after a while at Wuhou Shrine, a downpour started, so we rushed back. That day's plans were mostly rained out.
Wuhou Shrine and Jinli are adjacent. Last time I came during Spring Festival, coinciding with the lantern festival.
Before Chongqing, we already had hotpot in Chengdu.
After much online research, we chose Ba Shu Da Jiang near Chunxi Road. Still ordered yuanyang pot, with only a small central part non-spicy. Looking at the sea of chili peppers, just imagining the heat.
Qu Xiaopang said Sichuan hotpot has no soul. Why no soul? No sesame paste, only oil dip.
When the red oil melted and the pot boiled, it really whetted the appetite.
Duck blood—too bright red.
Research said this place was super popular, normally with queues. But when we went, it was almost empty. The rows of stools for waiting downstairs showed peak times are packed. We went at 2–3 p.m.
Two nights in Chengdu. Maybe we'd been traveling too long; by Chengdu, we were already tired of moving around. Plus, the weather those two days wasn't great, so we didn't tour much. After eating, we strolled slowly through Chengdu streets. Rain stopped, we walked all the way to Tianfu Square.
Chengdu to Chongqing is very close, like Beijing to Tianjin. High-speed trains are frequent.
Chongqing, the 5D dream city.
Chongqing indeed is a city of fantasy, with very distinct character. Even just roaming the city streets amazes.
Chongqing has become an internet-famous city, with hordes of visitors checking in. Chongqing and Dalian share one similarity: almost no bike lanes. As a mountain city, cycling is seriously tough.
Morning: high-speed train from Chengdu to Chongqing. Upon arrival, you can take Chongqing's famous rail transit, threading through mountains and buildings, including 90-degree turns, like a roller coaster.
In Chongqing, I booked Ji Hotel Jiefangbei Pedestrian Street Branch. Possibly the worst Ji Hotel I've stayed at—facilities too old, in need of renovation. But the location is great, right on Jiefangbei Pedestrian Street, two minutes from the monument.
This time, similar to my last solo trip, I got off at the same metro station, that mall, and again couldn't find the exit. In other cities, metro exit maps are flat; only in Chongqing is it 3D. Truly a city where even Baidu Maps fails.
After settling in, first stop: Ciqikou Ancient Town.
A Chongqing-style old town, built along hillsides, so you constantly go up and down stairs.
In Chongqing, you see hotpot and xiaomian (small noodles) everywhere. In the old town, the most common sight is cauldrons of hotpot base, smelling incredible.
My first time at Ciqikou was during Spring Festival—so packed you couldn't breathe. Now in the off-season, still many people. Seems Ciqikou remains a must-visit.
Stalls selling chili sauce everywhere, with free tastings. If you can't handle spice, be cautious. Qu Xiaopang learned the hard way.
An old town with staircases to climb.
In Chongqing, without some stamina, you can't survive.
Around Ciqikou, there are many noodle and hotpot places. A bowl of xiaomian here is good. We found one and specifically asked for non-spicy xiaomian, but it still burned.
Back at the pedestrian street, it was already dark. Rested briefly, then under the night sky, headed to Chongqing's most distinctive spot: Hongya Cave.
Hongya Cave has 11 floors. Legend has it: take an elevator from the 1st floor to the 11th, and you're back on the 1st floor.
Hongya Cave's night view is top-notch. One side: brilliantly lit Hongya Cave; the other: Qiansimen Bridge over the Jialing River.
Hongya Cave really is a cave. Inside looking out, like the Water Curtain Cave. At that moment, Qiansimen Bridge hadn't lit up yet.
While wandering, the bridge's lights came on. My first time, I thought below was the Yangtze; later checking the map, it's the Jialing River, merging ahead with the Yangtze.
This is the best photo spot for Hongya Cave, the angle in all its promos. Very crowded. Before, you could cross the road directly from above to this side. Now, due to huge crowds, the road is completely blocked to pedestrians. To cross, you must go down to the lowest level of Hongya Cave, walk to the back, then halfway find a path under the bridge to the other side, then walk back. It's not easy to find.
Hongya Cave seems perpetually peak season; always crowded, especially at night.
This girl, to get a good photo for her boyfriend, really struck a pose—touching.
Chongqing's nightlife is lively. After Hongya Cave, we returned to Jiefangbei Pedestrian Street around 8–9 p.m., still packed, mostly tourists probably.
It was the last day. Evening flight from Chongqing to Dalian. Morning: slept in. Last day's itinerary: just wander this dream city slowly. Sometimes, strolling slowly reveals unexpected cityscapes.
Kaixuan Road Elevator: we stumbled upon it. Baidu Maps directed us to go straight down here. It's like an outdoor elevator, rare in other cities, and you pay to ride—one or two yuan. Or you can take the staircase next to it. We rode down, then walked up. Very distinctive. When climbing up later, we saw another Chongqing specialty: mahjong. Elderly folks had tables set up right at the staircase entrance, playing mahjong, really into it.
While randomly wandering, we saw Baixiang Street. There was a couple, looking like they were on a honeymoon trip, in wedding attire with big backpacks, taking photos everywhere. Except for the burden of carrying gear, this kind of travel wedding looked really nice, very stylish.
The two-week honeymoon trip finally wrapped up at Chongqing Airport, with a thick stack of tickets and receipts for two—felt immensely happy.
Two backpacks, one DSLR, a journey for two.
Travelogue Contents 1. Xi'an 2. Day 1 3. Day 2 4. Day 3 5. Lijiang 6. Day 4 7. Day 5 8. Day 6 9. Lugu Lake 10. Day 7 11. Day 8 12. Day 9 13. Shangri-La 14. Day 10 15. Day 11 16. Pudacuo National Park 17. Day 12 18. Chengdu 19. Day 13 20. Day 14 21. Chongqing 22. Day 15 23. Day 16 Travel Information Hotel Index Tips Index Flight Ticket Index Website Navigation Travel Index Cruise Index Corporate Travel Index Join Partner Distribution Alliance Links Corporate Gift Card Purchase Insurance Agent Agency Cooperation Hotel Join Destination & Scenic Spot Cooperation More Join Cooperation About Ctrip About Ctrip Ctrip Hot Topics Contact Us Join Us User Agreement Privacy Policy Business License Security Center Ctrip Content Center Intellectual Property Trip.com Group Algorithm Disclosure
