I bislike the iron road
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Jishan is actually more than 30km from Xinjiang, but someone had told me that the railroad was a more direct way to get there.
So I walked the iron road:
You know what sucks about this: the distance between the horizontal boards is just too small, so you have to make tiny little steps if you want to walk on them:
Not very manly, and not very effective for speed either.
About every 30 minutes, I would have to step aside and wait for a while:
Apart from that, there was really not much happening on the tracks:
Just whiteness everywhere, with hardly any people around:
Sometimes I would cross tiny villages, but I would be high above them, walking on the tracks:
Also, one thing I hadn’t thought of before: food. There was absolutely no way to find anything to feed on during the entire day. I had two muffins and a can of walnut milk from the depths of my backpack here:
The rest of the way meant sinister starving.
Once I ran into a dude who was also walking on the tracks, trying to get to his friend’s wedding:
He cheered me up a bit and told me that I had almost made it.
Then I found this:
“I bislike you”
And not just one – six or seven of these, all beautifully written in the snow:
Someone must have really bisliked someone else here.
Anyways, at some point I got fed up with all the cozy warmth rushing by every 30 minutes:
I would comfort myself: “Those captives sitting on their flat asses should envy me – I am roaming about freely, I am experiencing the outdoors, they don’t know what it’s like!”
But I guess they didn’t even notice me.
Well, at some point, after what seemed like a million tiny steps later, I had made it to Jishan train station:
It was only then, when I stepped on the boarding platform and walked through the train station, and I could feel the eyes of all the other people who were there waiting in the waiting hall, that I actually felt that some part of the lie I had been telling myself for comfort was maybe becoming real.
At least for me.
John
i hope it wasn't someone bisliking you! and that video of the train going over your cell phone is so funny … and scary as all hell!!!
froggyfrog
you put ur cell phone under the railway??? The train won't trash over it?? Be Aware…
froggyfrog
and yes, I envy you!!!
Anonymous
cool shot, but an expensive risk.
that is quite freaky~ "i bislike you" that's somethin that shouldn't be at that place.
Christoph
John: The train's pretty massive eh? By the way I would have really liked to find out who was actually bisliking who, but there was no one around to ask.
froggyfrog: No worries about the camera, I made sure it's safe.
ๅ ๅญไธๅ็ช่พน่ in NY: Hahaha, dude I love your nickname! That's so hilarious!
debbie
haha…ๆ็ๅชไธช ็ซ่ฝฆ่ฟๆฅ็่ง้ข ๅพๆผไบฎ ๅตๅต
Christoph
debbie: ๅตๅต๏ผๆ็ๆถๅไนๆบๅฅฝ็ฉ๏ผ
Austin
I actually had a student in Beijing who once named herself "Ibex" Perhaps there was someone "Ibis" who actually likes you…
Christoph
Austin: …could be Ibis like the French hotel franchise, couldn't it?
Barb
Watching walk the iron road makes me wonder how the rash on your bum is!
Christoph
Barb: You mean now?
Barb
No, I meant at this point in your trip. I got the answer later! Sorry about being so far behind (no pun intended). I only recently learned about your journey and am enjoying it so much! My addiction.
John
All them people on that train are poorer than almost any westerner… can’t envy them that much!
Kevin Zhou
Can anybody tell me what’s the meaning of the word “bislike”? I don’t understand, and I am curious.