Eastern Zhejiang Road Trip | A leisurely family getaway
Early on the first day of the National Day holiday, our family of 4 set off from Hangzhou, heading straight toward Shaoxing. We didn't have many plans for this trip; 5 locations strung together into a relaxed, one-way loop🚗. We drove, stopping whenever and wherever we wanted, feeling free and easy.
Day 1️⃣ Filial piety in Shangyu, the night in Shengzhou✨
Our first stop was Shangyu🏯. China Xiaode Park (located at 518 Shungeng Avenue, Shangyu District, Shaoxing City; open year-round from 8:30 AM–9:00 PM; free admission) is huge. Right at the entrance is a massive group of stone elephant sculptures🐘. The kids tilted their heads to count them, but couldn't finish. The Shungeng sculptures stood quietly and solemnly under the autumn sky. We strolled leisurely by the lake before continuing south.
It was already getting dark when we arrived in Shengzhou🌙. Following local recommendations, we headed straight to Fuhao Road for dinner🍜—a bowl of lamb bone soup, a plate of stir-fried rice cakes, and an order of tofu soup dumplings. They arrived steaming hot, and the taste was incredible! We all buried our heads in our food, unable to stop, with no time to talk😂. After dinner, we took a walk to digest and happened upon an outdoor National Day performance at the City God Temple🎭. The gongs and drums were deafening on the brightly lit stage, and a crowd had gathered below. We stood in the crowd and watched for a while. The day's fatigue was smoothed away by this vibrant local life, leaving us feeling comfortable and content🥰.
Day 2️⃣ A light rain, encountering the history of Shengzhou🍂
We slept in on the second day☔️, and light rain was falling outside. After breakfast, we went to the Yue Opera Museum🎬. It was my first time exploring a small city's museum so thoroughly—costumes, old records, and vintage scripts were displayed one by one, clearly telling the 100-year history of Yue Opera, from its humble beginnings to its nationwide popularity📖. At that moment, I suddenly understood: every small city has its own rich history. In the Jiangnan region, any ancient town or museum allows you to have a dialogue across time with people from hundreds of years ago. This kind of cultural nourishment is truly etched into the bones of Jiangnan🌿.
The rain gradually stopped in the afternoon, and we drove to Yiwu. Taking the kids to the Yiwu International Trade City was like opening the floodgates💦! All kinds of small toys and goods were dazzling, and the kids were wide-eyed, happily picking out a huge pile🛍️. After shopping, we ate Jianfei pan-fried dumplings🥟—crispy and fragrant, very satisfying. We stayed near the China Wood Carving City that night and slept well💤.
Day 3️⃣ The quiet Wood Carving City, the stunning Underground River, and heading into the night in Lanxi🌆
We went to the China Wood Carving City early in the morning. I visited 10 years ago, and it was bustling with people back then. Now, it's deserted, with most shops closed. Walking inside, I could hear my own footsteps. Ten years have passed, and everything has changed in the blink of an eye😔. Standing in the empty exhibition hall, I felt a bit sentimental.
On the way from Yiwu to Lanxi, we stopped by the Underground River⛰️. It's a karst cave with a cool, constant temperature. The lights illuminated the stone walls in colorful hues. The stalactites we had only seen in textbook illustrations were hanging right above our heads—stalagmites, stone curtains, and stone pillars, all in different shapes, carved by water droplets over millions of years. We took a small boat and drifted slowly along the underground river🚤. The water shimmered with a mysterious green light, like sailing into a secret underwater world, and the kids were squealing with excitement. After leaving the cave, we climbed to the top of the mountain and took a slide all the way down🛝. The wind whistled past our ears, and both adults and kids laughed together—it was so much fun!
We arrived in Lanxi in the evening. It was already dark, so we checked directly into a homestay in Youbu Ancient Town🏡. The night in the ancient town was very quiet, with the bluestone roads glowing faintly under the streetlights—perfect for slowing down and just zoning out✨.
Day 4️⃣ Youbu morning tea, the waters of the Xin'an River
In the morning, we tried the famous Youbu morning tea🍽️. The streets were steaming with various breakfast foods spread across the tables, but to be honest, as northerners, the taste wasn't quite to our liking😅, so it was just okay. However, the ancient town itself, with its bluestone roads and small bridges over flowing water🌉, was very pleasant to walk through. Every photo we took captured the essence of Jiangnan📸.
We said goodbye to Youbu Ancient Town and started our journey home. On the way, we passed the Xin'an River and Zhijiang Village in Jiande and couldn't resist stopping for a break. The river water was crystal clear. We took the kids down to the stream to catch fish and shrimp🐟. Water splashed everywhere, and even though they were soaked, they refused to come up💦. The green mountains on both banks were like a painting—the scenery was simply amazing. The end of this trip was full of surprises.
Day 5️⃣ Camping at a mountaintop campsite in Lin'an🏕️
After resting for a night in Hangzhou, we headed to a mountaintop campsite in Lin'an—a niche, uncrowded spot that was just what we wanted. The mountain road wound upward, and the scenery outside the window slowly changed from Jiangnan ancient towns to rolling bamboo forests. The higher we went, the fresher the breeze became. When we arrived at the mountaintop campsite, the sunset was spilling over the ridge, casting a layer of gentle golden light🌄.
We divided the work to set up the tent⛺️, while the kids were busy laying out the picnic mat and collecting clean pinecones as little decorations. Before it got dark, we ran and played on the mountaintop lawn, watching the distant mountains layer upon layer. When night fell completely, the city lights were blocked by the mountains, and above us was a sky full of stars✨. The autumn night on the mountaintop was chilly, so we wrapped ourselves in thick coats, sat together, brewed hot drinks, and listened to the chirping of insects. It was the kids' first time watching the starry sky from a mountaintop, and they excitedly pointed at the stars, chattering away until sleepiness took over. They crawled into the tent and fell into a deep sleep, accompanied by the evening breeze of the mountains.
We were awakened by the faint light of the mountains in the morning. Stepping out of the tent, we were lucky enough to catch a sunrise over a faint sea of clouds on the mountaintop🌅. The rosy light spread over the rolling mountains, and the wilderness was quiet and healing. After a simple breakfast and packing up the tent, we headed down the mountain to return home.
Epilogue · The journey home
On this trip, we didn't rush between tourist attractions; we just slowed our pace in the alleys of ancient towns and museums. The history from textbooks came alive here: the Shungeng sculptures in Shangyu represent the ancient times of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors; a piece of Yue Opera in Shengzhou allowed me, a northerner, to encounter a completely unfamiliar beauty for the first time. Although I couldn't understand the lyrics, the melodious tune touched my heart. The landscapes where Wang Xizhi wrote poems and the Eastern Zhejiang mists described by Xie Lingyun were hidden in these ordinary alleys all along. Each small city, with its thousands of years of history, is strung together like a thread. In the same city, you can touch the changes of different eras simultaneously—from the traditional residences of the Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties to the morning tea and daily life of today. It turns out the best scenery isn't about how far you go, but about walking this close, feeling the heartbeat of the ancient city, and then heading deep into the mountains to catch a glimpse of the waking morning.
Perhaps this is the meaning of travel—it doesn't have to be stunning everywhere. As long as the family is together, those encounters, whether good or bad, become stories when you look back📖.