Travel notes of the great ring road in western Sichuan

When the work is depressed for too long, I will plan a trip in my mind, about Daocheng Aden, Seda, or someone else's mouth, or catch a glimpse from my travel notes.

At that time, I just got my driver's license, and it was not easy to drive for 3 18 for a while, so Si Qi and I took a bus home for practice two weeks before 1 1 month. I don't want to waste gasoline by driving. Two big boys are bored on the road, so I just want to take two girls with me, or we can talk and laugh. But every day on WeChat, many people politely refuse, saying that they have heard of the dangers there and are afraid of our technology.

Helpless, the bus and high-speed rail tickets have been booked, so we have to go. That night, before high-speed railway station left, we posted a post in Tuyou, saying that we wanted to take a free ride with a girl from western Sichuan and go to road trip, and write down when to go and when to return. When the train flew over Guiyang, the screen lit up and sent us a lot of reply messages. She is a senior in Guanggong, a native of Chengdu, and has two companions. I was surprised for a moment. I used to like to travel alone just to meet new people and see new scenery. Now maybe I can have a story to listen to.

Arriving in Chengdu at ten o'clock in the evening, we were thinking of meeting them. 1 is expected to block the city, so we rushed to join them overnight. In the downtown area of Chengdu, I met a different Chengdu. The boss was busy with mutton kebabs, and people were crowded at night, and Sichuan dialect was noisy. ...

It's past midnight 1 o'clock after dinner. I think it will take some time to find a house and deal with the traffic jam outside the city tomorrow morning. So we decided to drive all night.

Perhaps darkness and high speed covered up the vastness of Chengdu, and we quickly fled the city. At that time, I couldn't adjust the brightness of the car lights. In addition, it was raining heavily at that time, and my vision was blurred. Driving is scary. My friend fell asleep while chatting. I opened my eyes wide, and I felt visually tired in a series of tunnels. These tunnels are very strange, they are all 30 degrees downward, and they look like they are going to fall into the abyss, and they are particularly long. The longest Erlangshan tunnel, with a distance of over 14 km, is a vivid natural hypnotic scene. Now that I think about it, I still like heavy rain and sleet, which can wash away my drowsiness.

At about 5 o'clock, we drove all the way to the end of the expressway and rested for an hour on the side of Panshan Highway connected by 3 18.

To be continued …