Indicate: This is me and a classmate of the Beijing 2001 04.30-05.04 - Jixian - (Tangshan) Ninghe - Tanggu - Tianjin - Beijing's riding experience.
The road routes next day we had to work out in Tangshan good, starting with the ride to the Bohai Sea Ninghe caijiabu villages to see the true nature of the sea, along the coastal road and then went straight to Tanggu.
Since the last frenzied hurry, then today we would calm a lot. According to my feeling, sure to arrive within a half-day Tanggu. Weather is overcast, but also out of the rain, but fortunately not, but for a while that stopped. Ninghe the south point is the Hangu district of Tianjin, we go to caijiabu must pass through. In a stream outside Hangu district on both sides of large and small, are all grave mound, which is quite spectacular. And each grave mound, both with a brick Crimping more paper money, expressing the grief of their loved ones memorial.
Leave the Hangu, headed caijiabu the road, the vehicle has been very small and almost can not see anyone, after a few days the wild ride of us, absolutely no scruples, no cover on the roadside, bold solutions filth. We smile to all thus self-evident.
Began to feel the breath of the sea breeze, and growing, we are riding difficulties, can only reduce the speed again and again. A variety of buildings less and less distant in the sky appeared the figure of seabirds, a large roadside a large sea water was introduced to and separate drying sea salt here, a place must be. I feel excited because I have not seen a real sea life, soon see, I encourage the Doudou, against the wind to move forward. Also Several turnings, and finally saw that caijiabu of. Into the village, only to find that little village, the village's dirt roads bumpy, very difficult to walk, where the villages and inland villages in the area are not as earth-street, you can not see Peng raw wild weeds. Only a roadside piles of rubbish, garbage, the lot is that people eat leftover crab mussel shell of a class of sea cargo, where they distributed the smell. Standing some of the village in twos and threes, we ask what the way to the sea route immediately after the car.
Out of the village, there is no road, and half-pushed, half the line to ride the front as in the construction, all mounds of earth, the distance there are rusting fishing boats. Seabirds circling in the sky non-stop, "Ah, Ah" and shouted. We cart paths of the cis-a mound in front of several workers at work, to the workers next to finally see the sea. To be honest, for the first time I saw the sea, very disappointing. Bleak, the sky, sallow water, not the least bit attractive. Perhaps the day and the days of King-ming, the sea will be a broad vision of the vast sea of people feel great, but today the sea in front of me, dirty and ordinary.
Workers gradually left, leaving only one person working, Dou Dou, and he chatted up, turned out he is not native, is a migrant from Henan out of the family have wives and children. I gave him a cigarette, he had seen that we smoke good, and there should be a team. Then he pulled Doudou phase according to Chang, he embarrassed the photographed. The people are very talkative, Henan Unfortunately, heavy accent. Asked him to Tanggu how to get the coastal road, he pointed to the distant road a while speaking, and I do not understand Peas, only about a finger down his direction.
We are groping forward on the coastal highway, which is a disappointing way. On the map, it is wide frank, direct access to Tanggu. In fact, a narrow but high. Next to the sea, along the concrete path of this thirty minutes, to a small port, amazing that this small port is not only fishing boats but also travel with the boats. In addition to the fishermen, the port there are some clothes dressed tourists.
After a creek, and went for a while, Haiphong Road, thus interrupted in front of all dirt roads, criss-cross, but it can pass into the distant highway, only one, roadsides are the reservoirs, we have to go around the labyrinth of half a day, a few degree to do the back road. Passing only a few wood hut guarded by a dog, the barking sound of our hard work, bite the bullet and washed the past. Bumpy half-day, and finally around to the Quwang Tanggu highway. Dou Dou's car when Jixian a bit more on oil, coupled with just walking dirt roads, and now the chain and axle inside roll filled with sludge, he cleans up a long time, be considered clean.
Like the previous two days, morning, cloudy in the morning hours of slowly getting brighter. Wind became smaller and smaller, Ge and buttocks pain still plagues us, but fortunately we have become accustomed to no longer think the burden. "I thought this morning could be rushed to the Tanggu, did not expect today's so hard to walk the road, but also the wind, but also Britain, but also could not find the way." Doudou I complained. "Yes ah just want to go to Tanggu noon, like the" Dou Dou replied. Move on, the road flat, we began to sing loud songs, empty road, we high spirits, emotionally stirring.
Go a little farther, we are on the Rainbow Bridge, which is a famous bridge in Tianjin. Line on the bridge when a large truck transport vehicles Xiao Fei and before, the bridge deck resulting in a slight tremor Huyou Huyou, I panic for a while, thinking that the earthquake came. Originally to be find out later, right Doudou, said: "Such a poor construction quality, this bridge is estimated that it will not take much time to collapse."
Nearly 12 o'clock, we saw the tall residential buildings Tanggu, also riding for a while, into the Industrial Development Zone of Tianjin Tanggu. Industrial streets clean, tidy plants, new plants do not smoke, noise, blending together with the city is different from the traditional factory. In Tanggu District, we have found a decent family restaurant ate the northeast, and then enter the old city to find the resting shelter.
Everything is settled, we went to the famous bicycle market in Tianjin foreign goods, in this poor miscellaneous clutter of the market, I feel as if returned to Beijing's morning market, voices, environmental mess, and inferior goods flood the meantime. Although I fancy something, but fear is a fake do not dare to buy.
Out of the market, the sky overcast gradually down again, and we rushed to the Tanggu monuments: Taku forts. Tanggu bumpy road outside the old town, dust flying all over the sky. On the road also passed through the Taku Dockyard Museum site, but does not open, we have a huge hall before the co-anchors of the film, he hurried away.
In the southeast corner of Tanggu, we have found the Taku forts. Horizontal beams on the main entrance with the official script read, "Haimen Gousse" words. Enter into the museum, I have been out of school once again, after the patriotic education, the Museum introduce the Boxer Rebellion, from the Opium War to the end of the Qing times in the history of imperialist aggression against China, recorded a number of patriotic and heroic deeds, to expose decay of the Qing government's incompetence. Out of the museum, board and that a small fort, the Health of the barrel full of rust and be a serious erosion of the parapet weathering history of people feel heavy. Front of the sea of mulberry, has no old look.
Out of the fort, we did not shun retrace their steps back, but go the way of Qu Wang Tianjin Port has been more than five minutes, and the sky dazed down. Looking for a long time, but also did not find the harbor entrance. We had looked far from those of the great vessels, in the dark, the explicit increasingly Cui Wei. The way back to the hotel, Doudou in the finders bought two large live crabs, with the kind of navel, he said: "By the Tanggu, do not eat seafood can not be justified."
We are looking for an elegant decoration of a seafood restaurant, point a number of fish, shrimp, and the crabs to the attendant, called her good cooking brought help to Hou Chu. To be honest, I feel for seafood in general, Doudoudaoshi eat with relish. Crabs up, we cut open the shell, inside the "yellow" was missing, I asked if Doudou see when the crabs are bought with a "yellow", he said not to notice. "Well, eat," he said to me. Unfortunately, we can not find the "culprit." To be sure, not selling the fake crab that is carrying the oil at the restaurant chef.
After dinner, the sky big black, returned to the hotel a little appropriate rest, Doudou pulled me to walk the streets. We walk to the city center square, as is a holiday period, the square lights sometime, fountain burgeons, 10000 columns sky. Water Ying-Lantern Department, truly beautiful, Guys and Dolls, snuggling during, or take pictures, or wander stroll with one of the signs of noise peacefulness. After a square, is the business district of Tanggu, on both sides of the street, signs Cong Li, unfortunately, many merchants should not be the concept of holiday economy, have closed the door early, leaving only some small shops Menlian business. I have a clothing store to buy a shirt, then stroll for a while before we go back to rest.
Author: xiaodupipi
