In order to go to the big city, I got up early and set the alarm clock for fear of oversleeping. Strangely enough, when I arrive in Bangkok, I can sleep especially, probably because the environment is too good.
When Thailand’s plan was first made, there was no big city. Ten days before departure, I suddenly wondered if Thailand’s Grand Palace was a World Heritage Site. On the Internet, there are three World Heritage sites in Thailand and none in downtown Bangkok. However, there is one place more than 80 kilometers away from Bangkok, Ayutaya, commonly known as a big city. After reading some travel notes about the big city, I decided to make a special trip.
At first, a friend suggested finding a travel agency in Bangkok to sign up for a one-day tour of a big city, which could save a lot of things. I found a travel agency upon the recommendation of my friend, The quotation is 4200B per person. The schedule is roughly to drive to the big city after receiving it at the hotel at 10 o’clock in the morning. After arriving at the big city, you will have lunch first, and then take a boat around the big city. You can visit the water market of the big city and some free scenic spots near the river on the boat. After that, you can visit two scenic spots, one of which is the one with a tree wrapped in Buddha’s head. The tour ends at 3: 30 p.m. And returns to Bangkok. It ends after returning to the hotel. In the end, we didn’t accept the itinerary and quotation. First of all, the price was too high. It is estimated that this Chinese travel agency knew that we were in China and were not familiar with the market price in Bangkok. It was difficult to compare goods with goods. It also included that there were not enough sources of information. Therefore, it was a bit of a lion’s mouth. Secondly, there are too few scenic spots listed. My plan was made according to a netizen’s travel note. In that travel note, there were seven scenic spots listed, and each scenic spot had an English name corresponding to it. Unlike most travel notes, which were translated into Chinese, there was no way to find anyone to consult after arriving in Thailand. In this way, we decided to go by train ourselves.
Since there is no train timetable, we can only estimate and count to rush to the railway station. We imagine that Thailand’s railway station is similar to China’s, with a large number of people and limited transportation capacity. It is inevitable to queue up to buy tickets. Get up at 7 o’clock in the morning, eat breakfast at 7: 30 and go out at 8 o’clock. After stopping a tu-tu car, the driver said he wanted 300B, and after bargaining, he made a deal with 250B, because he gave 200B when he went to Chinatown the night before. Hualanpeng Railway Station was further away from Chinatown, and 50B more was reasonable (later found that it was a loss). After seven turns and eight turns, I arrived at the railway station in about half an hour and immediately went to the ticket office to buy tickets. The place where taxis get off at the railway station. As soon as she entered the railway station hall, a beautiful girl came up and asked where to go. I also didn’t know how to pronounce Dacheng in English. When she was about to hand her the note with Dacheng Thai, she smiled and told me to buy tickets at Window 14 and then said “Dacheng” in particularly clear Chinese. I was particularly surprised at that time. How did she know that I was going to the big city? She answered me with a smile. Only those tourists who came here to take the train would go to the big city like me. Apart from the camera in their hands, they only had very simple small bags. Tourists who want to take long-distance buses must be carrying large bags or pulling suitcases. A small matter once again showed me the maturity of Thailand’s tourism industry and their dedication.
When the conductor asked me to pay her 30B, I couldn’t believe it. Two tickets to the Holy Land were only 30B, which was cheaper than a bowl of soup powder. The train was at 9: 24. There was no need to queue up to buy tickets. There was still half an hour left before we started wandering around the railway station.
One of the funny things in the railway station is that when going to the toilet, the gatekeeper said that he had to pay the fee, which seemed to be 2B. I don’t know the Thai baht. My husband usually manages the money in my family. When the change was returned to my husband, the husband asked me strangely, “Give you 5B, how did it become 7B?” I really don’t know. I feel very sorry for the charge.
Perhaps because of the morning, the waiting hall was empty and there were few people on both sides of the seats. The morning is just a smooth day, and you can take photos of the main entrance of the railway station. Bangkok Railway Station around the railway station is quite international. There is no ticket checking procedure. Passengers go directly to the platform to wait for the bus. The train to Dacheng is on Platform 8. The train has not yet arrived and there are few passengers waiting on the platform. Our train has pulled in and is ready to get on.
Thailand’s train tickets have no seats (except sleeper cars), and I have been worried about whether there will be no seats. Imagine that such a train is not only crowded, but may also be troubled by the unpleasant smell. It is estimated that it will compete with Indian caravans.
I wanted to take up a seat (I couldn’t help it, the Chinese people’s bad habits were scared of being squeezed). I saw the first carriage open and went up. At that time, I was still thinking, these Thais are really not too troublesome. There is no one here, why are they still going in? As soon as I stepped into the carriage, someone shouted at me, “No, No. No”. Stop to have a look. The carriage was very short. All the people inside were dressed in yellow… Suddenly, they reacted. This was specially prepared for monks and got on the wrong carriage. Jump out of the car and run back. This time I dare not go blind. I dare not lift my feet until I ask. Fortunately, as soon as I entered the carriage, I had a free seat and sat down immediately. This was a little relieved. Because the seat is at the door, very close to the toilet, afraid of smell, want to change seats. After the train started, my husband walked through several carriages. Everyone in the carriages had seats and were not crowded at all, but no two adjacent seats were empty. They were used to sitting alone. Although the train compartment is very old, the toilet really does not smell bad, so we have no plans to change seats. Loose and fast enough, much more comfortable than domestic trains. What makes people feel good most is that the inside of the car is very quiet, there is neither radio nor loud chat, let alone loud voice * * machine. The train slowly left the station, quite on time. Praise one! Just after leaving the station, the scenery along the train track became like this. This scene is especially like the train from Beijing North Station to Badaling, the slum between Beijing North Station and Tsinghua campus. Of course, the house here is only low, but it is very clean. The rubbish in Beijing is everywhere and plastic bags float everywhere like colorful flags (have they been treated now?) . The train arrived at its first stop after only a few minutes. It was really a slow train. I walked for a few minutes and stopped for half an hour. It feels like China’s civil aviation, and once the cabin door is closed, it will be on time. The same is true here. The bus starts on time and stops only ten minutes after leaving the railway station. Fortunately, this is a tuyere, with a little cool wind, otherwise, it will not be hot in the carriage. This is also a station, do you believe it? Under the cement bridge, there is a small farmer’s market with no platform and no stop sign, but it is indeed a station. This is a big stop and there is still room for waiting. There are too many wires in Thailand. The train slowly entered Dacheng Station. Looking at the platform, it was a big station. It is written with the stop sign of the big city, AYUTTHAYA. There are many people getting off in big cities, most of whom are tourists, mainly Westerners.
As soon as I got off the train, I went to the information desk and asked for a map of the big city. I continued to praise Thailand. Thailand’s travel materials and maps are free and better than China’s.
After getting the map, I marked the listed scenic spots on the map, because I needed to compare English with Thai, and then went to the map to find the serial number, which was very slow. A handsome man took the initiative to strike up a conversation. He said that he was a tourist police officer in a big city and was willing to help me. Then he marked the map against the scenic spots listed by me. He asked me how I wanted to travel and suggested that we rent a TU-TU car. Finally, we agreed on the price and 1000B to accompany us to all the scenic spots.
In this way, we started our tour of the big city. Fortunately, I rented a car. The big city is a real big city. It is completely different from the ruins of the ancient city I imagined. These ruins are spread all over a large area of the city. It is impossible to walk, not to mention it is difficult and time-consuming to walk in such hot temperatures.