Ride the Sky Ladder and Admire the Snow – A Winter Getaway to Zhangjiajie

      On January 14, 2015, it was said that Beijing had its first snowfall, leaving me with nothing but a sense of loss. For people in the north, a year without seeing snow feels incomplete. On January 29, I saw pictures of Zhangjiajie’s snowy landscape online and decided to set off on the trip the very next day. Normally, I wouldn’t be so impulsive — a regular office worker suddenly ditching work to go traveling. It was just that I’d impulsively bought a windbreaker, my favorite blue one, and so I thought, why not head off somewhere far away? Vshiver Vshiver, haha, the reason might sound a bit absurd, but it’s real.

　　Well, since I’m already out and my salary is going to waste anyway, I might as well play this one time without holding back.

　　Ps: And this trip was totally worth it — after riding the Bailong Elevator, I even plan to come back next summer because it’s truly beautiful~~~

　　The reason for choosing a route via Changsha was naturally to save time — the train from Beijing to Zhangjiajie takes 26 hours (clearly a dog-tired kind of schedule), whereas the high-speed rail only takes 6 hours. To recharge before going to see the snow, I figured the extra cost was worth it.

　　On January 30, traveling from Beijing to Hunan, although the official peak travel season hadn’t yet begun, the train was noticeably more crowded, luggage was strewn everywhere, and the cabin was filled with noise. The scene wasn’t particularly pleasant, but for someone on the road, it felt oddly familiar — because you know these people are traveling with you, all headed to the same place you’re going.

 

　　Full and warm-hearted, I returned to the hotel to sleep, gearing up for the feasting adventure of the next day.