How to have fun alone in Chengdu? Is it safe to travel alone in Chengdu?

Chengdu is a city with cultural characteristics. It has been the land of abundance since ancient times. The climate here is suitable and the granaries are abundant, allowing Sichuan people to have enough food and clothing. So the cultural field is very powerful. Let me share with you, is it safe to travel to Chengdu alone?

Is it safe to travel to Chengdu alone?

Absolutely safe. The public security environment here is very good and the people are very kind.

It was my first time to go to Chengdu and I had been looking forward to it for a long time. Maybe it was after listening to "Chengdu" or going to Chongqing.

Before I arrived, I was full of emotions about Chengdu. After arriving, a small incident brought my favorable impression of Chengdu to its peak.

After leaving the train station, we checked in our luggage first, and then the four of us took the subway and went straight to Chunxi Road to eat.

After checking in, we went to the subway station. A boss yelling at the door was calling for a beautiful woman, so I turned around and glanced. He said the money dropped. I looked back and he said it was the girl next to me.

The girl touched her bag, picked it up, and thanked her one after another. At that moment, the kindness of Chengdu people doubled my affection for this city.

To go to Chunxi Road Railway Station, you have to change trains at Tianfu Square, but it’s really fast.

I found a small shop on Chunxi Road. I ordered a bowl of wontons and an egg. Wontons are kind of like dumplings. The meat is very fresh. When I put down my chopsticks, there was only a mouthful of soup left in the bowl.

I saw that the eggs were taken out of a large pot and may have been pickled. To my surprise, there was a lot of chili pepper in it and it seemed to have a layer of oil. But it tastes really good.

Crossing arms in front of chest

After eating, I sat in the shop for a while and then took the subway to Kuanzhai Alley. Before taking the subway, it was raining lightly. The girl and I held umbrellas and the rain stopped when we got out of the subway.

The subway at People’s Park Station is only 100 meters away from Kuanzhai Alley. It is very retro, although it can’t hide its commercial atmosphere.

But I still like the shops lined up on both sides of the green stone slabs, with interesting shop names and red lanterns hanging in front of the doors or flags reading "Tea Bowl" fluttering in the wind.

There are several places for Peking Opera and Facebook in Kuanzhai Alley. We turned to a wide alley, where a master was applying makeup to a young man, and the tourists around him were also patting him. I re-examined it and suddenly thought of the red-faced Guan Gong stealing the royal horse in Peking Opera.

What did the cat do first?

I met a cute cat.

When I saw an interesting store, I walked in and looked around. When I transferred to a postcard shop, I was happy to let them in and hang out together.

Looking at the various postcards in the store, I suddenly remembered a description in a novel I read: the protagonist sells postcards by the Qinhuai River, signs them for free, and sends them to various places. The author said that what he sells is not postcards but feelings.

I think I might be here to feel my feelings.

There is a mailbox at the door where you can send postcards. After hesitating for a long time, I finally picked a postcard, paid for it, took the stamp from the boss, carefully filled in the postal address and his name, and wrote down what I wanted to say, but there were only fourteen words. .

I am Chang'an, Chang'an, Changning, Ning.

I took a picture of the postcard, put it in the mailbox, and then sent him a message saying that I had sent him a postcard.

After stopping in Kuanzhai Alley for more than an hour, we felt it was time to have lunch. Lunch was the hot pot that I had been thinking about for a long time.

Because the food at the scenic spot is very expensive and not necessarily delicious, we tacitly chose to go to Chunxi Road for lunch.

A very elegant yard

I heard from my companions that this dragon sprays water when it eats.

Another girl who took the subway in People's Park said that the best time to come to People's Park is at night, which makes people want to slow down.

Hearing this, I suddenly felt that People’s Park had become gentler and my heart softened. Unfortunately we couldn't wait until the evening to enjoy it, we were eager to look around.

It was only then that I remembered that I had left my umbrella where I filled out the postcard. It was a bit cloudy and it might rain, but I didn't go back to the store to get an umbrella, and I regretted it after more than ten minutes.

We took the subway back to Chunxi Road, and it was already raining. The four of us only had one umbrella, so we had to take shelter from the rain in a nearby shopping mall. Then what I saw next made me feel very complicated.

I heard that you must bring an umbrella when you come to Chengdu, because you never know when it will rain. Perhaps it was the baby-faced weather that allowed some vendors to seize the business opportunity, holding umbrellas in the rain and pushing pushcarts to sell.

I saw a uniformed urban management officer holding an umbrella and talking to the stall owner, who smiled and bowed.

However, 10 minutes later, the rain was still falling, but people taking shelter in the mall rushed to the door to watch the excitement. An umbrella vendor lay in the rain while another argued beside him.

The umbrella was taken away by the urban management and thrown into the roadside garbage dump. At this time, another street vendor appeared and punched and kicked the urban management officer who had thrown the umbrella. He was then beaten by six or seven urban management officers and his clothes were torn.

Seeing that the rain had subsided, I urged my companions to leave and told them with a smile that if this happened in Kunming, it would become popular again.

Walk along Chunxi Road and look for General Bashu, the hot pot restaurant they found. When I sat at General Bashu's table, I almost drooled.

After ordering, we chatted and waited. When we finally ate, we couldn’t stop using our chopsticks. They ordered the bottom of the pot. It is medium spicy. The fellow from Zhaotong smiled and said he didn't dare to order anything too spicy.

Exceptionally delicious. A friend from Zhaotong said it was the best hotpot I have ever eaten.

I kept sticking out my tongue to breathe. This is hot pot!

It’s the patter of rain outside the window, the mist in the distance, the steaming hot pot in the room, and me sticking out my tongue on the dining table.

This is how spicy Sichuan hot pot is.

A hot pot, a bottle of Sprite, four pairs of chopsticks, and a heavy rain are my memories of Chengdu.

What surprises me most about Chengdu is that I have a barrier-free and pleasant communication with Chengdu people in dialect.

Unfortunately, there are still many delicious foods in Chengdu, such as rabbit heads and boiled cabbage. I have missed them for many years. I will definitely try it next time I go.