Ku'erle
Select to enter Xinjiang Korla, as the first stop, because I have no definite intention to come to a parade northern and southern Xinjiang. Kashi just being tempted with, would definitely go in there to see. Northern do, it seems less a strong desire, and only intended to walk and see, go take a look at the mood of the side of the Tianshan Mountains scenery, the homesick go home. The only way to Dunhuang by train as far as open to Korla.
The liuyuan station at dusk, I set foot on a train bound for Korla mind a little bit excited, after all, for the first time really started a long journey.
Summer season, is to train full of workers picking cotton in Xinjiang, among them, my enormous backpack seemed a bit glaring. Some of them looked numb, eyes full of expectation, I could not help but glad they have such a work is not too bad, enough to live comfortably, it also can afford the cost of such a sum too small to meet some of my impulsive ideas generated by small desire. Alas, the world still fail to get the rise and fall is also worried about me. Or do not take advantage of the train arrival, first research study of a good bar zz from sina.
Beijing five more days, or the dark. Train through the Turpan station, many people down the car, or transfer here or go to Urumqi. Blink of an eye has become crowded noisy car empty, I also found a three-person bench to lie down, good and bad squint a sense Yehao.
I do not know when will awaken from the sleep inside, feeling a bit cold, turned the train off of the Tianshan Mountains. From afar, I do not know what the peak is the seat, there is still snow-covered. Crawling in the Tianshan Mountains, on the train, seems to have become a child in the hands of the toys, small, a bit unreal.
Looks like two to three points the afternoon bell, and finally to the Korla City. Overcast gray, pale yellow sky was a bit depressed. Outside is the mountains, gray color, making the afternoon of Korla in my eyes, especially cold and boring. Near the train station, I found a hotel stay there, double, only I live in a person, 25 a day. The waiter was pretty Uygur girl, long queues onto the nearly knee, that is, a lazy look, to me love take care of. Could be heard not understand I had to say it, in my effort to ask what the water heater switch problem, I was never afraid to bother her.
Simply pick up a bit, some encountered in the downstairs with a girl out, she was just there to return to Kashgar ready to fly back to Chengdu. I can not wait to consult up to her.
Korla city did not expect so lively in the evening, the night market on the peak and visitors crowd, a variety of delicious fabulous. Turn full circle, I want to taste anything, but to see. Goal-line Mix who do of course recommend a number of dedicated food has.
"A roast stuffed buns," I said. "A baked buns?" Fat guy Uygur placed at an angle eyes, and stretched out a finger, do not believe ask me. I nodded, watching him, just like I said the earth side. Bite, creak Maoyou, Hong ah! Retention stomach, but I have to try other then! Chong embarrassed that Uygur boy smiled, I started looking for new taste. A barbecue spread to attract my attention, fat side of chop with Kaoquan Yang Uygur uncle, and her mouth while mutter prayers. His stall is not only famous for a number, even cell phone numbers are written on it. It seems that he looks very good business, many people came in there, waiting to buy his Kaoquan Yang. I scrambled over to buy a little, taste a mouthful, indeed taste good, skin flaky meat tenderness, taste another foot, I do not know what to use spices, wanders the dark and delicious mutton, that delicious time, I now think of all drool.
Chibaohezu, in a travel agency to buy the next morning to go Bosten Golden Beach scenic of the votes, I would be satisfied to return to the hotel.
Have found that made me surprised for a long time, the edge of this desert town, almost no way to even the dust! Roadside a wide variety of flowers in full bloom, it seems pretty great importance to the environment. The Tarim Oil Field in the end relied on a city to feed the ah, here and in Beijing the price is almost comparable to the (food excluded), seems to be regarded in Xinjiang is among the best of the bar.
Wake up, days seem to not light, seems to want to reverse this difference also need more time. In order to take a look at the city, I have an early out the door. Almost got on a minibus ring a week to see dawn in Korla. Weather Ye Hao's surprisingly, yesterday's haze wiped out, I would stand away from the destination, there are two or three places, a station out of the car, intended to slowly stroll past. But a bad time to time in accordance with the Xinjiang was less than 7:00, most of the shops not yet opened, but my stomach could no matter what time or Xinjiang, Beijing has long been open for business. I had to learn the streets to eat Dongdong Mody, first sent it to say.
Travel agencies in that house until ten o'clock the door before starting the car and not many people. On the road after a bridge from afar, the river valley where the Tianshan under a large sunflower, Huang Yanyan, and next to the fields, a cow grazing leisurely, good an idyllic picture.
11:30 or so to the entrance Bosten Lake scenic area, opening the way into the car, yellow sand middle of the lake the wind sparkling shine in the sun. Is the time for lunch, and I was also looking for a home looks clean restaurant, to the famous Article 5 of the black without food out of anything special.
Eaten lunch, I relaxed Duo to the lake, a bit cold because of it, not many people in the water. I casually stroll along the lakeside of the stroll the beach, lake lot, not many waterside plants, but there are trees at the reed Xixishushu wind swing. There should be one of the larger waters of Lake Bosten bar, is naturally the opposite shore can not see, and did not know thought it was the sea eventually.
I found a lake down button the old boat and sat down, staring at the water's edge looking for food on a small waterfowl a daze. Strong sunlight, but the wind too, in this summer's season are still a bit cold. Is far from the Tianshan is dark blue, slightly hazy feeling. Peak near a snow-white clouds roll round and round scroll surprise, anger Haibo Tao seems like magnificent.
Sit for a while, it seems a bit cold, I was strolling along the lake up. There seems to be a small village, there are people, there are fishing nets. I found a block of waterside dry place to lie down, shut our eyes, fantasy, he is only a small waterbirds, in the lake, the sky's fly freely.
Bird thirsty to drink water, I do not, had to buy a watermelon. This is the first time to eat watermelon in Xinjiang, that sweet, ah, just to bite, it is simply sweet to the heart to go, and I "er er" for a long time, Biechu only one sentence: "it's sweet ah!"
Return time to stay up, and the setting sun, the scenery along the way again for another taste, full of golden's. Sunset in more than a dash of Korla seemed charming colors.
Fat uncle who is no match for the temptation of Kaoquan Yang, I buy a pound of ready to take on the road to eat.
Out of fear of long-distance bus in southern Xinjiang, I chose the train to Kashgar. In fact, think a little regret, so missed the Hotan, while the southern border of the coach is also far from the legendary horror.
Back to the hotel when you first went to the station and bought Qu Wang Shun Kashgar tickets. Although the time still early, or back to the hotel check-out, whatever the outcome, also be able to save before the 6:00 half-day room rate ah. : p
Author: youngxy
