Two weeks ago, I finished up my contract in Nanjing, and took myself on a sleeper train for 2 nights and a day all the way to Chengdu, with the final aim of arriving in Jiuzhaigou (Nine Village Valley)…
For the first time in ages I felt inspired. I was travelling again, in a new world… It was China, but the mountain ranges we passed on the train, then on the bus became increasingly foreign, as we approached the highlands that formerly were occupied by Tibet.
Jiuzhaigou was such an impressive place. I didn’t know such natural beauty existed in China, but it was so pristine, the waters were crystal clear, and it really felt like I stepped into another world… It was so remarkable, worth every cent of the 220 kuai ($36) entry fee plus the 180 kuai ($30) bus ticket for the two days.
The only negative was the hoards of people. There are 1.3billion people in China, and I swear, it felt like every one of them was at the National Park, especially day two when the weather fined up. Thankfully Elaine had a plan to avoid the tourists, by walking between lakes. The feeling of walking amidst the natural beauty was refreshing, and at times it felt like we were the only ones in the whole park. The rain helped to thin out the numbers of tourists too, so I welcomed it fully.
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