My first experience wandering in Chongqing

As I wander through the lively streets of Chongqing on a misty evening, where the warm glow of red lanterns cuts through the fog rolling in from the Yangtze River. The sound of bustling crowds fills the air as you navigate narrow alleyways of Ciqikou Ancient Town, the aroma of spicy hotpot wafting from nearby restaurants. While stopping at a street stall, the vendor deftly slicing tanghulu—sugar-coated hawthorn skewers. It was sweet while biting into the crisp, sweet treat, a boat horn sounds from the river, blending with the chatter and laughter around you. The moment feels timeless, a perfect fusion of Chongqing's ancient past and its vibrant present.