What do they say to you?
Here are 'Tom's top five' signs, stumbled upon during my three weeks in China.
New York - Beijing. September 2011-April 2012.
What do they say to you?
Here are 'Tom's top five' signs, stumbled upon during my three weeks in China.
Yangshou - The Three Gorges - Xi'an - Shanghai - Beijing. 03/04/12 - 21/04/12
03.04.2012 - 21.04.2012
The 18 day adventure through mainland China began from Hong Kong (map below), as our tour guide 'Dragon' escorted the fifteen strong group of young travelers from all over the world down into the Metro station to catch a train north to the Hong Kong / Chinese Mainland border. I found a new respect for tour guides after watching Dragon battle through China with us.
The tour group provided a refreshing blend of young travelers from all over the world, including; The UK, Ireland, Finland, Sweden, Norway, South Africa, North America, and Newcastle. We all became quite close by the end of the trip, and were all glad that we didn't decide to tackle traveling China on our own. Here's why...
It was a Chinese public holiday, which meant that the border was at a gridlock with Chinese visitors flooding into Hong Kong, and likewise Hong Konger's leaving to the mainland. Weighed down with our backpacks and me carrying a suit I'd bought in Bangkok (which survived the whole trip through China!), we felt the full wrath of the crowds and were introduced to the Chinese method of surviving crowds; pushing and shoving. By the end of the trip, this was accepted as just one culturally accepted survival method in a country of 1.33 billion people, and one which is due to grow by the size of the UK in the next 2 years. Terrifying.
After beating the crowds and being re-united with Dragon who we lost in the race, we eventually got through to Shenzhen to board the first of five overnight trains during our tour, for the 13 hour trip north-west bound for Guilin in Guangxi Province.
By the end of our tour, we were sleeper train veterans. Long crowded corridors filled with Chinese travelers playing games and eating the popular travel snacks of pot noodles (better than ours) and fruit. I developed an addiction to monkey nuts for some reason. Fun and delicious.
Beds were provided in the form of a three-tier stack; in six bed cabins, with bottom beds forming a den for card playing by torch light (lights out was at 10) and monkey nut feasting, and the top beds provided a heavenly retreat up in the clouds. It was a great way to travel as a group, as well as interact and watch the locals (who were always keen on watching us too, and attempt to teach us some Mandarin.
The most difficult part for our group to get used to however was the toilet facilities; or holes in the floor which quickly became pretty unbearable and required some A++ balancing skills. That's enough on that, but one unforgettable experiences was the smells that would waft down the train corridors; consisting of steaming noodles and occasionally the mentioned toilets.
(Thanks to http://www.bitrot.de/)
From the early morning arrival of our sleeper train into Guilin, we took a local public bus for the 1½ hour journey to the small country town of Yangshuo; a quaint but touristy town surrounded by steep and fog covered limestone karst mountains which left some partially exposed or fully revealed.
The highlight of Yangshou involved the tour group (now recovered from the sleeper train) setting out on bikes to dodge the crazy Chinese traffic and cycling amongst the towering karst mountains, which provided a beautiful and ever changing experience. We cycled for hours through country lanes, paddy fields and after having lunch with a local farmer, all fifteen of the group returned in one piece to rest their legs and bums.
The next morning, after catching the bug for this beautiful scenery, I decided to head off into the surrounding villages to find some real Chinese life. It came pretty quickly, as after stumbling around a local market for a few minutes, I walked into my first real culture shock of the trip. Hung up in front of me without any warning was one of China's canine victims, skinned and boiled. Pretty gory and it gave me a real shock, but I was later comforted by our tour guide who informed me that dog is actually only eaten in some rural parts of China, and that only one breed of wild farm dog was used.
I still can't look at our family dog in the same way.
The other highlight of Yangshou came later in the day when some of the group undertook a cooking class from which we were taught how to cook Chinese dumplings and noodle dishes using ingredients bought earlier from the same market where I had the dog experience. Now I think of it, we didn't actually see our teacher buy the meat. All of our made dishes were very tasty though and we felt qualified to open Chinese restaurants back home.
Chongqing (with a measly population of 29 million; China's largest city) provided a little stop off before heading to the Yangtze River and Three Gorges boat trip. The highlight here was seeing some Panda's in Chongqing Zoo (they're almost impossible to see in the wild, we were told, and looked reasonably happy feasting away on their body weight in bamboo). Unfortunately however, some of the other animals looked miserable, which was enough to put you off zoos forever.
Lunch in Chongqing involved one of the three culinary highlights of the trip, the Chongqing or Chungking ("numb and spicy") hot pot, to which a special spice known as huā jiāo is added; bringing a sensation on the tongue that is both spicy and burns and numbs slightly. A very tasty and messy experience, which luckily resulted in no burns after slaving away cooking our food in the boiling cauldron of this spicy broth.
Three Gorges Boat Trip
One of the slower parts of our trip, as we spent two days floating down the Yangtze River (home to the infamous new Three Gorges Dam which even though created the largest hydro-electric power stations in the world, meant that 1.3 million people had to be displaced in order for it to be built!).
The weather was pretty drab during our time on the river, meaning that the Three Gorges weren't at their most impressive, even though the sheer scale of the river and its towering banks was stunning. Our time on the boat passed by with the aid of more card games and an evening of karaoke from some of the Chinese guests onboard, which forced us to go to bed early.
Our next base for 3 days, Xi'an is one of the oldest cities in China (with a population of 9 million) and has more than 3,100 years of history.
We got right into it by heading to the huge city walls which surround the centre of the city, and rented bikes which helped pass a few relaxed hours. This stunning wall provided a suitable warm-up for the great one which we would see in the following week. The Chinese sure made great walls.
Xi'an provided a perfect blend of old and new China, which led it to be a favourite stop-off amongst the tour group.
Other highlights included visiting the 'Giant Wild Goose Pagoda'; a Buddhist pagoda built in 704 and then after climbing to its top, rewarding ourselves later that day with another culinary highlight of China; the Dumpling Banquet. This involved being presented with 15-20 different types of dumplings, all filled with various fillings and being shaped in accordance to what they contained. (Below is a duck) (?).
After gorging on this feast, I decided to walk it off by heading into the Muslim Quarter within the city walls. By night it was a labyrinth of narrow streets complete with bustling stalls and weaving mopeds. This city by day and night was completely electric.
The following day was our final day in Xi'an, which meant that there was only one more thing left to tick off the tourist list; something which every visitor to China has to do, and something I couldn't wait to see with my own eyes: The Terracotta Warriors.
The 1000 strong army of these life-size, highly detailed warriors stand in battle formation in the largest of the excavated pits, with an estimated 5000 more to be revealed. The whole three pits of warriors, chariots and horses were stunning, so go and see them before they're just shattered men.
Our fourth and penultimate sleeper train led us to Shanghai; the largest city in the world by population (even though Chongqing above is the unofficial one), with a sardine can popping population of 23 million. This was our first feel of actually staying within one of China's megacities. It was also scary to learn that pre-1992, the famous skyline you can see below was flat, existing only as farmland. It now made sense when our tour guide told us that China changed every time he ran a tour.
Having only one full day in Shanghai, we packed a lot in, and sampled the touristy highlights including The Bund (the busy waterfront area) and The French Concession (a small former French territory now characterised by quirky, tree lined streets and boutiquey restaurants). All very continental, (but now modernized and too clean to feel like France).
My first and final evening in Shanghai involved two exciting displays for the eyes and ears.
First was an acrobatic show, which included mind boggling and terrifying displays of body bending, hoop jumping, pot-on-head balancing, bicycle riding and of course the famous 'ball of death' motorcycle stunt. All too much to take in - but here is a sample of one of the best bits:
The 'Ball of Death'
To cool my neurons down, I decided to head back to The Bund to catch some jazz at one of the best and most established clubs in town; The Peace Hotel. It turned out to be some of the best jazz i'd ever heard; a sextet from New York who after a steaming four hour set let me remedy my itchy fingers by playing with them. After getting an exciting offer to play with them the next time I was in NYC, I again walked home buzzing; the Shanghai skyline lights and streets now silenced as the clock read 3am.
Our final few hours in Shanghai before getting our last sleeper train north to Beijing were mainly taken up by heading out of town to experience the 'MagLev' train, which as the name suggests is a train suspended by magnets and is capable of super fast speeds. This particular train in Shanghai is capable of 430 km/h, but what we didn't know is that the train only goes this fast after 4pm for some reason. So, there were we sitting tight in our seats watching the speedometer rise, to 301km/h, where it stopped. A sense of disappointment was obvious in the group, even though it was fun enough, especially when a train passed by in the opposite direction, causing you to feel a bit sick with shock. 430km/h, next time.
Our final sleeper train to Beijing went in a blast (even though it went at a snails pace compare to the MagLev), even though I was accompanied in my 6 bed cabin my five snoring old Chinese ladies. All part of the experience.
Our early morning arrival into Beijing was welcomed with crisp blue skies and and white blossom floating through the air, which made it all a bit surreal but quite beautiful. After settling into our hotel, we made the most of the great weather by ticking off some of the highlights such as Tian An Men Square and The Forbidden City.
One highlight included making the slightly mad decision (I was the only one from my group) to head to Tian An Men Square early one morning to watch the sunrise, and for The Guard to raise the Chinese flag. Even though it was early and dark, I was greeted with thousands of mainly Chinese tourists who entered the square from all sides, which made it feel like a scene from MJ's Beat It video. I didn't start fighting, or dancing, and the smoggy sunrise wasn't really worth getting up for, but it was fun anyhow.
(Watch the whole thing, but I mean the scene around 2 minutes)
The Great Wall (Not visible from space)
Definitely great! The pleasant weather continued, and after a two hour bus journey to a relatively unspoiled area of the wall, armed with walking shoes and cameras, we set about conquering the 4km stretch of winding and ascending wall. It was truly stunning, and ended up being a real highlight of my trip. The perfect weather meant that the stretching wall could be seen for miles, over and around hills, and blossoming, white trees lined the wall at either side.
Art Zone 798
This was a real gem of my time in Beijing. 798 is a 50-year old decommissioned military factory site, which now complete with its old industrial style, houses an art community consisting of 400 cultural institutions spanning galleries, shops, exhibition spaces and restaurants. There was a really nice feeling to the place; bringing old Beijing to the modern age through incorporating Chinese and mainly western art and culture. There were also obscure sculptures dotted around the 6 sq/km site, which made turning every corner a surprise.
Beijing was another mad city; but something I was used to by now on my trip, after spending 3 weeks in China and a fair few megacities along my travels. The metro was always busy; like a constant rush hour which grated a bit (especially in rush hour!), but one thing I did like was a queuing system designed for people to leave and enter the train. It sometimes worked, but how about it London?
My final day here was spent getting lost in its many old, winding 'Hutongs' (or the old residential alleys and lanes of Beijing), seeing what competition London had in terms of the Olympic Site (the Bird's Nest is incredible!) and finally braving the Beijing metro system (Bangkok bought suit and 5 kites in-hand) to head out of town towards the space-age Beijing Airport where I had a few hours to kill before my 2am flight and the 18 hour trip back to London via Doha.
P.S Qatar Airlines are awesome (loads of free sweets and spacey), and 'We Need to Talk about Kevin', 'Hugo' and '50/50' are all great films.
That's it for now - I'm back safe in my sleepy Suffolk town. Thanks for following and reading - It's been a great trip!
The three S's
Spitting - A culturally accepted thing to do, and you can rarely avoid hearing or seeing it, but mainland China and especially Hong Kong are now trying to stop it through severe fines.
Squatting - Western style toilets are pretty rare in mainland China, and toilets mainly consist of either holes in the floor or communal gutters in which everything goes. (Same for both males and females!)
Staring - As a group of fifteen young, mainly European travelers, we gained quite a lot of attention in public, especially when we were standing waiting in train stations as a pack. At first, many of the group found it intimidating, but we eventually learnt that their interest wasn't threatening, and many Chinese people had never seen blonde haired caucasians.