Qinghai Gansu Travel Notes 9丨Dunhuang to Huatugou

9.26 On the road

 

Starting from Dingbian to Dunhuang, it is 1824km. Departing from Dunhuang today, we will enter Qinghai Province. Before departure, we planned to spend two days in Dunhuang for rest. This actually went according to plan. We slept here until we woke up naturally, and everything could be done slowly.

 

Starting today, the real road trip begins. There are no highways, no scenic spots, just good energy for driving, good songs, good mood, and the flowing scenery outside the car window. It's really on its way.

 

On the road, I met two boys traveling on motorcycles in Shaanxi. We chatted for a few words. They ride much faster than our cars. Although it is not a highway, the road conditions are very good and the speed is basically 120 yards. When Boss Bu was driving, he was following a Sichuan convoy. When he stopped in the service area to use the restroom, a man came out of the Sichuan car and said to Boss Bu, "Your speed is too great. We are chasing after you."

 

 

The beauty of the Northwest Highway can only be understood by walking along it. There are light ink paintings outside the window, and the peaks of snow-capped mountains can be seen in the rearview mirror. It takes a long time to see a car. Go down and use the restroom on the roadside, so you don’t have to rush.

 

 

Went to see Emerald Lake in the afternoon.

 

When I saw Mangya Town in someone else's guide, I thought it would be nice to stay in the town at night. We navigated to Mangya Town. As a result, the results were horrific.

 

The navigation led us to a road with no people or cars, and there was a large unmanned factory next to it. We persistently followed the navigation to Mangya Town, an abandoned and uninhabited town. An abandoned boiler stands. In one town, we only saw a woman washing clothes. The three of us locked the car doors and didn't dare to get out of the car to ask for directions. We didn't know how this town became an abandoned town. It would be when the sun was setting and everything got weird. We quickly turned around and headed back the way we came. It is estimated that everyone is sweating in their hands. My steering wheel was wet from my scratches anyway.

 

 

Under such circumstances, Boss Bu also produced works. She did not forget to press the camera shutter and record the boiler here.

 

The Sichuan convoy we met on the road said they would live in Huatugou, and we proudly said that we lived in Mangya Town. No wonder they say you are awesome.

 

 

Now we return the same way we came, and the setting sun lights up the mountains. The elevated lines have cute cat ears. Went back and forth on this road three times. We also lived in Huatugou. Only when I arrived at Huatugou did I realize that the ideal place to live in this direction is here.

 

Situations like this on the road are a different experience besides being frightening. What I always advocate is to explore the world to your heart’s content when safety comes first. For a cup of tea, what you see is its price, while what I see is the color, and what another person sees may be the place of origin. Therefore, the understanding of the world depends on the observer. In fact, everyone can only see themselves, not the world itself.

 

Overnight in Huatugou.