Following the 100-kilometer hike in Shenzhen from 5.11 to 5.12, my colleagues were temporarily unable to go, so I walked 45 kilometers alone; the Dragon Boat Festival was a year-round mistake, and my friend’s visa was not processed, so I had to travel alone. These two trips were one before my birthday and one after my birthday. After experiencing these two times, I have fallen in love with traveling alone like this. Together with the books I have been reading recently, it constitutes my thinking or definition of 29 years old: walking alone in the crowd.
This time, I went to Hong Kong, slept rough on Tap Mun Island, hiked the 10-kilometer second section of the MacLehose Trail, wandered around Central, and took a nap at St. John's Church. Although he walks alone, he always walks among the crowd. Compared with the first solo trip of 100 kilometers this time, it was much more comfortable and enjoyable.
I joined a group, but the whole car (30 people) all started from Guangzhou, and I was the only one who joined in Shenzhen (in fact, I was anxious to introduce myself, but the group leader did not organize everyone to get to know each other) If you think about it, give it up). I transited at the "Man Kam To" port, which I had heard about for the first time, and suddenly arrived in Saigon after a good sleep.
I traveled on the 7th. Because there were extra places to sign up at noon the day before, I didn’t have time to exchange Hong Kong dollars. I only brought a foreign currency credit card and came to Hong Kong bare-handed. Later, I discovered that this credit card was of no use at all, so I ended up using another debit card to withdraw HKD 500 from the ATM machine of Bank of China (Hong Kong) (the handling fee was 15 yuan per transaction, which was actually not bad).
We set off to Tap Mun Island at 13:30 in the afternoon. During the two hours at noon, we visited local supermarkets in Hong Kong to learn about residents’ daily expenses for money, rice, oil and salt, and also went around Sai Kung. I was walking along the side street, and when I saw fish & chips, I stopped unconsciously. I missed England and the fish and chips in Dartmouth, but I still walked forward. I saw the sky and the sea without thinking. It was so beautiful, and I was stunned. He stared blankly for a long time, then slowly walked back to the gathering place. Although I wasn’t hungry, I was worried that hiking in the afternoon would consume my energy, so I decided to eat something. When I saw the menu, I thought of McDull, so I ordered “Thick Noodles with Fish Balls”.
After eating, I saw that it was still early, so I walked towards the residential area of ??Saigon, wanting to feel and experience the local life.
I bought fragrant pears at the vegetable market and watched children happily swinging on the swings under the scorching sun. I walked through the streets of life and saw the mixture of traditional Chinese characters and English. The feeling of strangeness and familiarity coexisted. I saw a roadside restaurant priced at 2,380 yuan per table, and reservations must be made three days in advance. This price does not seem to be much different from that in the mainland. At the door of the nearby hardware store, there were flashlights and gloves hanging, and two young guys were standing chatting.
The barber shop next to it says "hair cut". Will there be two different price systems for tourists and villagers? The vegetable market next to it smelled of seafood, and on the outer wall there was a banner saying "Rodent Control Action". It seems that environmental management is a key issue for people's livelihood everywhere.
I was thinking about what I would think if I was observing the lives of others, and what would those being observed and the people living in them think. How would you feel if someone else came to visit your place? Maybe it's the same.
This sports ground is very interesting, and you must wear sports shoes or 4mm spikes to enter. Domestic plastic tracks seem to be taken very seriously, and some even prohibit the wearing of spikes. Well, consistent with China, dogs are not allowed here.
Departing from Saigon at noon, we took the No. 94 double-decker bus and sat in the first row on the second floor chattering like a child. The view was great. The car is driving on the narrow road, and when you turn to the winding road and see the sea, you can always hear the praises from inside the car. It seems that everyone and I are here for the first time. Go to Huangshi Pier and take a ferry. The boat travels on the sea at an extremely slow speed for about 30 minutes before arriving at Tapen Island.
The scenery, mountains and sea during the boat trip reminded me of a poem, "My love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas cannot be leveled."
Seeing such scenery, I was thinking, if there are mountains and seas like this between me and the one I love, then no matter how far the road is or how long the road is, "the one I love is separated by mountains and seas. All mountains and seas can be leveled”!
Haha, it can be seen that sometimes it is not only the people, but also the mountains and seas in the middle.
The thirty minutes on the ferry passed leisurely. I huddled in the corner of the second floor deck, leaning on the railing, thinking that it would be great if I could keep going like this. However, the ship will eventually dock.
After docking for the first time and sighing at the end of the trip, the boat started up again. I was very excited and took pictures of the small islands and fishing villages passing by. Fishing steaks like that always make people think about what kind of seafood they are gestating. Although I don’t have any special feelings for seafood, such scenery always makes people think about it. Just looking at the fishing steaks, I feel like I smell the seafood. meal.
When I arrived at Tapmen Island, I received the camping tent and met the young lady who stayed with me that night (I always thought she and her sister were twins, but later I asked and said they were not, but they are really similar in all aspects). are very similar). I was a little worried that the tent would be difficult to set up. I forgot which person in the variety show took a long time to set up the tent, but Yaoyao was very capable. Not only did he decisively choose the site, it was a slightly sloping hillside, and the tent door faced east-west. , so that when the north and south fall asleep, they will not slide sideways down the slope.
After setting up the tent, I went to the beach at the foot of the mountain. I sat and meditated for half an hour, seriously feeling the sea breeze, waves, and breathing. Then go into the water with your bare feet until the seawater reaches your knees, and observe the underwater world up close. I picked up a large conch, and there was a hermit crab living in it. I stared quietly and watched the hermit crab crawl out little by little, but I was worried about being caught by its pliers and threw it into the sea from a distance. When I got ashore, I saw small crabs and shells in the crevices of the rocks, where the tide receded. A snorkeler next to me held up a black object and shouted, "Do you want sea urchins? There are a lot of them here..."
If this day comes here, it will be peaceful and beautiful. But life always makes me experience something richer.
I took the toiletries and went to take a shower, but when I came back I got lost. I couldn’t tell the fork in the road in the dark, and I walked on a road I had never walked during the day. But after walking for a long time, I realized that no matter the smell, The sounds and road conditions are all very different. The lights on this road are darker, and some sections are even completely dark. My phone was almost out of battery, so I didn't turn on the flashlight. As I walked, I saw a large well in front of me. The iron mesh on it was rusty. It looked like the ancient well in the ghost stories of my childhood, and it seemed that the most terrifying thing in the village was locked inside. There were sounds of livestock braying that I had never heard before. I panicked for dozens of seconds and wanted to cry, but I didn't dare to make a sound.
No prince comes with a sword, no hero comes to me and says hi. This was the moment when I could only save myself. I stayed as far away from the big well as possible without falling into the ditch next to it. I walked towards the end of the lighted road as quietly and quickly as possible, my heart in a panic. , didn’t slow down until he saw the familiar sign at the end of the road and the people going to take a shower in twos and threes at the campsite. Looking back, I glanced at that unknown road at noon. Why did I walk out of that road...
The sound of people getting louder and louder as we left the camp. It gets noisy as it gets closer, and when you look up, the stars in the sky live up to your silent expectations throughout the day. The lights of the camp lit up one by one in the tent, dyeing the color of the tent and becoming colorful. There were also star lights tied into the shape of an arch. It was joyful and the tension of getting lost disappeared instantly.
When I returned to the tent, I saw strange looks from the people next to me. Through chatting, I found out that the legendary wild boar had been here. There were nearly a hundred tents in the camp, but it only covered the one I was staying in. He opened the zippered schoolbag of the young lady who lived with him and took away a bag of bread. Looking at the hole in the tent, I was angry and funny. What was funny was that the mother next to me taught the children that if you don't obey, the wild boar that has broken the tent next to you will take you away. What's annoying is that in such a seaside mountainside, you can't hide from mosquitoes at night.
It was too hot, so I opened the outer layer of the tent and looked at the stars through a layer of gauze. No matter what, this moment is always good. The sound of playing cards, chatting, and pushing cups and changing glasses in the camp lasted until late at night, and I also fell asleep under the stars, accompanied by mosquitoes.
Just after 5 o'clock in the morning, the noise in the camp started to get louder again, and the sky was bright and dazzling. The direction where I slept was facing the east, just right, where the sun rises. The sun rose at 5:40, and since 5:20, a group of people had been squatting on the edge of the mountain, holding up their mobile phones and waiting.
After watching the sunrise, after 6 o'clock, the sun came out and the temperature suddenly rose. I forced myself to sleep until 6:30, and finally surrendered and got up. Pack up and wash up, fold up the tent, and prepare to gather and take the boat to hike the Mai Trail. After walking through the lost intersection last night, I ignored the strange looks from my friends behind me and decided to see what was in the ancient well that scared me out of my mind yesterday (actually, it was more because I didn’t want to dream back at midnight, which became the symbol of my nightmares). match the scene).
I burst out laughing when I saw it. It was just a big well, shallow, and the iron mesh cover added by the villagers to prevent it from falling scared me in the dark. And that strange sound was from a duck in a nearby field. For some reason, the sound was short and different from the usual sounds. And if you continue walking, you will arrive at a fork in the road that is unmistakable during the day but is a mystery at night.
Looking back and laughing, this is probably the most interesting memory of this trip.
It is said that the Mai Trail is one of the top ten hiking sections in the world, and this second section is the most beautiful of the 10 sections of the Mai Trail.
We took a speedboat to the starting point. As soon as we got off the boat, heavy rain came, even though it was still sunny when we went out. I hid in the pavilion to avoid the rain, but within 5 minutes, the rain stopped. So we set out, "after the new rain in the empty mountains", in the humidity and heat, and at this time, the sun came out to join in the fun.
I have to admit that Hong Kong’s mountain trails and outdoor infrastructure are indeed very good. There are very few steps on the mountain trails, but they are more lightweight anti-skid paths. It seems that such roads are more expensive to build than The steps are more difficult, or at least the workmanship is more complicated. After walking 2-3 kilometers for the first time, I was slightly out of breath. The young lady next to me asked how far we had gone. The young man in front said, probably 3 kilometers. There are still 8 kilometers left. Come on!
It instantly reminded me of a short joke I heard during the 100-kilometer hike: When I walked 80 kilometers from 100 kilometers, I almost ran out of strength and relied entirely on willpower to move forward. At this time, volunteers on the side of the road cheered the runners, "Come on, there are only 20 kilometers left." Then the runners cried, "Why did you tell me (there are still 20 kilometers)."
These two days are the college entrance examination. Along the way, I will unconsciously come up with a few poems, such as: facing the Jieshi in the east to view the sea. Every time I think about it, if it weren't for the college entrance examination, how could I have remembered such a poem for so long.
All the way over the mountains and ridges, we have been walking behind the leader, in the second position of the team. First, I really feel that my body can release the power to support speed, and secondly, I can have more rest time. And when the leader stopped for the nth time to wait for other teammates, two girls and a little brother couldn't help but told the leader that they would not rest and would continue walking. As for me, I didn’t feel tired. I walked slowly in front and could take pictures leisurely, so I continued walking, but I didn’t want to start hiking alone.
The woods are very dense, and the streams gathered by the fresh rain have not yet completely settled the soil. At this time, the sun shines through the leaves, and the dewdrops on the leaves emit beautiful seven-color light, and together with The creek becomes dreamy together.
I was so obsessed with it, admiring it, looking for angles to take photos, and walking. Not long after we arrived at the beach in Ham Tin, it was the most beautiful beach in the whole trip. I was worried that I would be too far away from the team and get sidetracked, so I sat down and waited for the team leader. I lay down on the stone slab and actually fell asleep until the team leader came to wake me up (mostly wearing pink sun protection clothing and a school bag, which made him convinced that the one who fell asleep was him. team members). After the sweet dream of Huangliang (about 30 minutes), the fatigue disappeared. I took the lead again and walked forward alone. I passed the village of Tanjiawan and saw a beautiful river. It was very similar to the Exe river I missed. I couldn’t help it. I stopped to play in the water until the leader caught up with me and overtook me, then reluctantly left.
I never thought that after passing a village, I would not be able to find the leader. Based on intuition, I followed the comings and goings of people and walked on the hiking trail. The sun became brighter and the slope of the mountain trail became more and more shaky. It was uphill all the way. When I couldn't hold it any longer, I sat down and rested for 3 minutes, feeling my violent heartbeat.
My whole body was soaked with sweat. Following the sound of water and seeing the small stream of water formed, I suddenly understood the mood of the heroine in the costume TV series bathing in the wild. Such a big sun, such a hot day, how happy it would be to soak in such water. I turned back three times and left. When I saw the water again, I couldn't help but take off my gloves and hat, dip my hands in the water, and enjoy the rare coolness.
I passed a young brother three times along the way, walking back and forth, but I never took the initiative to talk to him. Probably because of the heat and exhaustion, 80% of my attention was consumed, and the remaining 20%, I kept I was worried that I had gone the wrong way, so I never met the leader again.
The end point appeared when I was completely unprepared. I felt for a moment that this hike was not fun enough, and it seemed that I had not gone very far.
After sitting at the end for nearly 20 minutes, the team leader hurried over. At this time, I suddenly felt that I was much better than when I was hiking 100 kilometers.
After arriving at Sai Kung from Mai Keng, I took the bus to the city and transferred to the subway to Central. There are two things that have been in my heart since last year when I traveled to Hong Kong with Miss Fangyuan, the wolf logo milk tea shop "Mango White Dew Jasmine Milk Cap" and St. John's Church.
I only ate soda biscuits in the morning. After searching for lunch, I went to eat the pork chop buns from Lan Fong Yuen first. Walking around along the map, I gave up because there were too many people queuing up at Lan Fong Yuen. However, I found the cha lang store based on my memory. I replaced the mango with the new pineapple one second before I placed my order. Whether it's mango/pineapple, lychee, or even peach, it seems to taste great with the cold brew of jasmine.
I walked to St. John’s Church, which was full of people. I thought I would find a quiet corner to sit down. After I sat down, I discovered that in front of the priest’s altar table in the church, there was a couple wearing wedding dresses and There were men and women in suits, and the cameras were rolling around. I thought, ah, I've encountered a filming situation. But after listening carefully and watching it for a while, I found that this was really a wedding.
After the pastor's speech, both parties took vows and exchanged rings. Carols, and it was the church organ playing "Carmen", which made me suddenly realize that this was actually a wedding song. After the ceremony was completed, the "Wedding March" played as the newlyweds received blessings and slowly walked towards the door of the church. Everything was so sacred, grand, but warm. The bride cried, and so did the groom. Listen to the groom's vows:
Listen to their vows when they exchange rings:
I don't know if men and women in China understand the meaning of the rings when they exchange rings at weddings. , do you understand the meaning of staying together through thick and thin, and can you always keep the vows made at this time in your heart and abide by them throughout your life?
I don’t know whether they will quarrel in their daily life or whether they can stay together and stay together throughout their lives. I was just touched that marriage could have such a holy and beautiful beginning, but I couldn't help but shed tears. I was so lucky to have such a beautiful moment when I just wanted to sit in church and take a nap.
This may not directly change my idea that a person may be more comfortable, but it sowed the seeds of beauty in my heart. Perhaps the sweetness of life lies in the days of being immersed in bitterness. Occasionally, there will be such shining and sweet moments, which become even sweeter. Bitterness may be the norm, but sweetness requires special taste buds.
The road back to Shenzhen from Hong Kong became brisk. After leaving the church, my heart felt peaceful and sweet.
Since I was a child, my father has emphasized the concept of time, brushing teeth and washing for three minutes, watching TV for no more than half an hour, etc. Sometimes I feel guilty when watching a drama or staying in bed. But during this trip, I suddenly felt that life sometimes passes slowly.
Last time, a candidate said that I was a bit impatient. Moucheng once said that I am emotionally serious. When I go to bed at night, I sometimes feel my own state, and sometimes I feel that I am always in a tight state. status. This time I took a break and really felt the feeling of slowing down. In fact, you still have to do whatever you need to do. If you stop and think about it, your work and goals for hard work will become clearer. I think it's pretty good.
Maybe I will travel alone next time. Or maybe, there will be many days of walking alone in the future. But after experiencing these two hikes, being baptized in the church, and coming back to tell my friends about my experiences along the way. I suddenly felt that excellence, beauty, and gentleness may not be necessary conditions to measure a person. Only by learning to truly get along with oneself can one enjoy one's journey.
Xi Murong said, I am now Tingting, I have no worries and no fear.
Well, at 29 years old, I am not afraid of walking alone in a crowd.