Tiger's mom spoke to him in English, but to little effect. The two and a half year old, as we later learned, was a barrel of a child. At no less than 50 lbs his stout mother could barely contain him let alone pick him up. His nearly shaved head and 6 inch tail of hair in the back added to his young sumo wrestler image. Mom's inability to handle him physically gave Tiger free reign within the confines of his window seat. This included climbing the curtains, temper tantrums ameliorated with a one liter Nalgene sized bottle, and frequent tugging matches with the handle on the back of Ben's seat.
One a couple occasions I made polite conversation with Tiger's mom, yes that is his real name. I even tried talking to him, but he met my attempt with an stone faced stare that proclaimed his indifference for my existence. Determined not to be intimidated by a two year old, I held his stare. Soon he bored of the effort, glanced at his mom long enough to smile and went back to reefing on Ben's seat.
His antics were briefly interrupted by our first stop. He leaned over his mom to watch the departing passengers. As 5-7 year old boy came by with his parents Tiger struck with his first startling the boy and provoking apologies from Tiger's mom.
Ben took the opportunity to change seats rather than endure the wrath of young Tiger for the remainder of the ride. Despite wining the staring contest, I must admit that the boy was intimidating. I hope he doesn't grow up into as big a bully as he appeared to be on our 90 minute bus ride.
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]]>All the while the bus continued making stops, quickly filling up the remaining seats. As older passengers got on, younger passengers were quick to give up their seats. At the next stop I took my chance and let an older gentleman take my seat and removed the backpack so as not to club any of the other standing passengers. My new guardian would have nothing of this. She climbed out of her seat and in no uncertain terms ordered me to take her seat. Using my lone Korean phrase said, "thank you", and sheepishly sat down. For the remainder of the trip her five foot minus frame stood guard over me and my assigned seat. Soon we arrived at the bus station. I quickly thanked her again and escaped off the bus.
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]]>We had small side dishes of corn, greens, lotus root and a bowl of rice. The main dish was a large steel bowl of tender fish in oil with peppers and other seasonings. Though the meal could have fed 3-4 people we did our best to finish it off.
My Chinese was and is still far from conversational. She would teach me a few words and phrases here and there, but for the most part we relied on here significant English capabilities to learn about each other's background and culture.
Born in 1977, she is a year younger than me, but in China you are considered 1-year old when you are born, making us both 31. She is just old enough to be born before the advent of the One Child Policy and has a younger brother. The mother of a 23-month old son, she dislikes the One Child Policy, though she is not interested in having a second child any time soon. She and her husband live with his parents, allowing them both to work full time and rarely have to prepare meals. Her husband works as an IT manager and she is the assistant manager of a steel import/export company. Eventually she would like to open her own import export business.
In college Judy studied English, but she never had a chance to travel abroad and immerse herself in the language. As such she can read and write quite well, but there were times when our spoken communication broke down. That said we had lively conversations and I enjoyed hearing her perceptions of and opinions on the US and the world.
Whether it is the media, Bush, Clinton or Hollywood, big names and big institutions get much credit and much blame. For all the positive social changes popularized by Hollywood, movies and television have also exaggerated many negative stereotypes about people in the US. At one point Judy asked me about social interactions between men and women in the US, essentially questioning the impression that in the US people are very promiscuous. Is it true that people people meet, kiss and have sex on the first date? While this may be true for some people, it is far from the norm. Still this perception is common in many countries around the world, which can create awkward situations when romantic interests Americans do not progress as quickly as they do in the movies.
Judy was also curious why people in the United States are still prejudiced against women and blacks. That was a challenging question to field given language limitations and the significant variability in prejudices among people within the United States. In a nut shell, I tried to clarify that we all have prejudices and while the US has a long way to go as far to eliminate racial and sexual bigotry, we have also made a lot of progress, particularly in the past 60 years.
For me prejudice usually connotes racial bigotry, but feelings of prejudice or pre-judgement can easily apply to other groups as well. To be able to address prejudice on a societal level one first must be able to recognize it in one's self. I won't air my laundry list here, but I know that I harbor my fair share of negative opinions about some segments of American society. My opinions are part belief, part past experience and part lack of understanding for some points of view. As such I am inclined to pre-judge some people based on their political leanings or religious affiliation.
Interestingly Judy made no secret of disliking Indians and Japanese. She recalled an experience where she replied to a language exchange post similar to mine. The English speaker was a business man from India who was really looking for a Chinese girlfriend. This was not Judy's interest at all, and tarnished her view of Indians. As for Japan, the Chinese frequently protest Japan's unwillingness to apologize for atrocities committed against the Chinese and others during the World War II and Judy is no exception. Half teasing, I tried to give her a hard time for being prejudice, but she denied that it was prejudice at all. Unfortunately our language skills were not broad enough to explore the semantics of her assertions. While the prejudice in her remarks was blatant, I am sure her opinions and dislikes are more nuanced than she was able to communicate.
Since we did not connect until the very end of my time in Shanghai, we only met once. Since then we have exchanged a couple emails. I am in the middle of trying to explain the stereotype that Americans begin and end friendships as is convenient. In Asian countries and places where people tend to stay in the same place all their lives, friendships take a long time to build and are not lightly discarded. Examining the sources of American stereotypes is one of my favorite parts of these cultural exchanges.
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]]>We arrived at what looked like a hotel, with long lines of taxi's collecting and depositing passengers. We wandered into the lobby and were fortunate to have a Chinese speaker in out midst to help locate our party in the dozens if not hundreds of Karaoke rooms. While Karaoke in the states is usually found in bars, where everyone enjoys or agonizes through each singer, Asian karaoke bars are set up so groups of friends or colleagues can have their own private karaoke experience. We eventually found our group in rooms 392 and 393, busy selecting play lists, belting out classics and pouring the first of many rounds of drinks.
The rooms were sound proofed with one or two large screen tv's so everyone can see the lyrics. Smaller consoles in the room let you browse available songs and add them to the rooms play list. A large selection of English and Chinese songs were available. The videos accompanying the songs were rarely if ever done by the original artist and there were frequently amusing errors in the English lyrics.
Introverts though we are, eventually Stacy and I were coaxed to the microphone. Whether on the mic or singing along in the background, the belting out of lyrics and the clouds of cigarette smoke did a number on our throats. Despite raspy voices and a long cab ride home, we both had a great time. I imagine there are similar karaoke parlors in some of the big cities in the US, though I have never heard of them. If not, they get my vote for the next big thing.
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]]>At this point there are fifty different projects to choose from - all of them worthy causes. It costs nothing to register.
My vote was for
Micro Loans for Mothers in 3rd World Countries
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]]>Passportsandvisas.com was perhaps the most helpful in terms of addressing Frequently Asked Questions...
After the fact I found the Lonely Planet forums to be a good place to look for a wide range of visa scenarios.
While the visa extension process reportedly varies from place to place, the procedure below is based on my experience in Shanghai (July 2007).
Where to go...
The Public Security Bureau (PSB) handles visa, passport and other registration issues. The Shanghai PSB is in Pudong, very close to the Science and Technology Museum which conveniently has a Metro stop along Line 2.
When to go...
Early. The PSB is open from 9:00 – 17:00, but most workers take a lunch between 11:30 and 13:30. I arrived at 11:00 and had to wait for over an hour – this turned out to be a good thing, because I needed to get a passport photo, fill out the visa form and make copies of my paperwork.
What to take...
1) Valid Passport and Visa
2) Original and copy of the certificate of check-in in Shanghai (this could be from your hotel or the police substation for the area in which you are staying)
3) Passport photo (available on the 1st floor of the PSB building)
4) Travel itinerary showing when you plan to leave China
What to do when you arrive...
Visa applications are handled on the third floor. On the first floor you can get a sheet of six (6) passport photos for $30 RMB. There are copy stations on each floor. One photo copy was $1 RMB. All signs inside the building are in English and Chinese, so it is not difficult to find your way around.
1) Take a Number
At the top of the escalator to the third floor is an attendant who will hand you a printed ticket showing your number in the queue.
2) Get an information sheet for your visa type
To the right of the ascending escalator is a counter with informational sheets describing the application process for each visa type. The sheets are printed in Chinese on the front and English on the back. (see below)
3) Fill out a Visa and Residence Permit Application Form
To the left of the ascending escalator is a waiting area and a counter to fill out forms. Fill in as much information as you can on the front. Sign, date and fill in your phone number on the back. For a visa extension, I did not have to complete items 6 through 10 on the back side of the form (see blank form below).
4) Attach your passport photo to the form
Glue is provided at the form counter to affix your passport picture to the visa form.
5) Wait
Keep an eye on the reader boards above the waiting area that show which desk to go to when it is your turn. If you miss your turn, you have to start at the end of the queue. Double check that you have filled out the form correctly.
6) It’s your turn...
Give your paperwork to the attendant. Assuming everything is in order, he/she will take your passport and paperwork and give you a receipt. The processing time for my visa extension was one (1) week. For more money I probably could have had it expedited.
7) Pick up your passport
Return to the PSB, take a number and pick up your passport (I haven’t done this part yet). My receipt indicates that I will have to pay $160 RMB for the extension.
Other Notes
Don’t let your visa expire. It is much more difficult to get a new visa than to get an extension of an existing one. There are usually fees involved for those who over-stay their visa.
Many suggest avoiding large cities, like Shanghai or Beijing, and small cities when dealing with the PSB. Mid sized cities tend to be much for friendly and helpful.
Another common warning is to not apply for an extension until the end of your current visa. Your extension begins from the date of application. Any remaining days on your original visa are lost. see lonely planet forum thread
For students, here is the Visa Instructions sheet...
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]]>We were all able to get away this weekend for three days on a field trip to Hangzhou ("han - jo"), where the beautiful West Lake is located. This is where President Nixon met Mao Zedong in 1972 in a monumental trip which began the first bilateral discussions of friendship and cooperation between modern China and the U.S. At least President Clinton has also since visited Hangzhou since. Perhaps a Chinese retreat or Camp David of sorts.
On Friday we visited a tea farm and ate some fresh green tea.
The Chinese “eat a cup of tea” because they do not filter it and you end up eating a lot of leaves.
While that might sound bitter, the tea we tasted was head and shoulders above any green tea I had ever tasted and chewing the leaves was pleasant. Of course then they offered to sell us teas- including different levels of quality. The highest was the Emperor's Tea, the next highest (the one that we tasted) was Daughter tea. The third quality was called Daughter-in-Law and the lowest quality was called Mother-in-Law. Joe and I agreed the lower qualities were poorly named, but nonetheless we did not buy any in-law tea.
There were also a lot of temples and pagodas to be seen Saturday. And there were mountains and clear skies! We weren't sure they really existed after spending all this time where it is so flat it seems like you could see forever if it weren't for the smog.
The clear skies made way for a strong sun and incredible heat - the lows were about 35 degrees celcius (95 F) for all three days. Saturday night, about fourteen of us went out for tremendous Indian food (a buffet with a mango focus), followed by a river walk to where else but Haagen Dazs and Starbucks.
Sunday, after visiting the "elevator pagoda" (which had been rebuilt in the past several years so you did not have to walk to the top), we got back in the bus to come home. It was about a 3 hour bus ride, but the savvier Shanghainese take the hour and a half train to get to and from the city. It really did feel like a rest from the bustle, so it was ironic to discover that Hangzhou itself is home to 6 1/2 million people.
Many more pictures from our Hangzhou trip are posted in web albums.
Individual Hangzhou albums
People and Places
Tea Farm
Leifang Pagoda
Liuhe Pagoda
Lingyin Temple
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]]>Inside the temple is a courtyard with a shrine housing several large Buddha statues. The structure surrounding the courtyard contained several smaller Buddha figures as well as tourist shops and a vegetarian restaurant.
Despite a steady rain and flocks of tourists we saw several people take time to pray in the courtyard and inside the temple. Outside worshipers lit bundles of incense and proceeded to bow in the four directions of the compass. Inside, pads on the floor allowed the devout to kneel and pray to Buddha.
Small red globes were draped across the courtyard and underneath the awnings over walkways.
At one point I was invited up to the second floor of the gift shop where a nice Chinese man made a carefully scripted sales pitch for some incredibly beautiful (not to mention expensive) items carved from wood and jade. Though I didn’t see a price tag, one of the most spectacular pieces was a monastic scene carved out of a mahogany stump depicting at least 18 different Buddhist monks doing daily activities. Additionally there were animals, buildings, and even a dragon or two. Supposedly it took two monks three years to carve scene. Unfortunately they did not allow pictures in the gift shop.
In one of the side galleries next to a reclining Buddha was a booth selling Chinese Paper Cuts.
Not to be confused with the dreaded office war wound, Chinese paper cuts are elaborate images cut from a single piece of tissue paper. In the picture above, the red image on the left depicts the Yuyuan Gardens in Shanghai. An image like that may take one to two days to create.
Stacy and I visited the temple with several of her classmates. We finished off our tour with a meal at the vegetarian restaurant. The university cafeteria has a buffet meal three times a day for the law students, but after a while the same sweet, oil heavy, Chinese dishes start to wear on the palate. We enjoyed a wonderful meal that included herb encrusted cashews, a ramen noodle soup with imitation pork, taro (a root vegetable) with broccoli and cheese sauce, sweet and sour tofu, and a few others.
After our meal we were talked into a picture in the court yard.
You can read more about the Jade Buddha Temple on Wikipedia.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jade_Buddha_Temple
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]]>Over the years I have picked up bits and pieces about China’s One Child Policy (OCP), but until this week really didn't know much about it. While there are still many unknowns, Professor Binfords classes opened a window into Chinese society.
First promulgated around 1980, the goal of the OCP was to achieve zero population growth by the year 2000 and government statistics declare it a success. The policy stemmed the traditionally high birth rates (5.81 births/woman in 1970) encouraged in the 1960’s and 70’s by Mao Zedong, and brought China to near zero population growth.
While addressing overpopulation was viewed by many as a positive step for China, the country has been criticized for how the OCP has been and continues to be implemented. Local governments are responsibile for ensuring compliance with the OCP. The result has been inconsistent enforcement and abusive tactics due to national pressure on local officials.
To understand the means of enforcement as well as consequences of the OCP, it is important to grasp the nature of China’s registration system. As a Chinese citizen you are required to register at birth, marriage and death. A person must be registered to attend school, receive social welfare benefits, get married, attain legal employment, and to have a child. Registration also costs money, frequently more than many rural families can afford.
Registered married couples in cities are allowed one child. Rural and minority families may have two if the first is a girl. There are a few exceptions to these rules, but the permits cost money. In one province a person who qualifies to have second child must pay $500 for the permit. This is half the average annual income in China and 10 times the average annual income in rural areas.
For families desiring multiple children and for those that cannot afford the registration process or permits, the only option is to have a child “out of plan.” Violations of the OCP are punished harshly. The offending couple are usually strongly “encouraged” to have the pregnancy aborted. Methods of encouragement may include disqualification of social welfare benefits, administrative demotion, deprivation of farmland, withholding of family food rations, beatings, forced late-term abortions, and forced sterilization. One village razed the homes of six pregnant women with out of plan children and forbade local residents from sheltering the now homeless women.
While such treatment is egregious, perhaps more devastating in the long term repercussions for children born out of plan. Such children are ineligible to register with the government. This is the equivalent in the U.S. of being denied the ability to ever have a birth certificate or social security number. Out of plan child are disqualified from all state subsidized services including education and health care. In the eyes of the government, they do not exist.
But the unregistered do exist and in large numbers. Studies suggest that well over half the rural population of China is unregistered. A statistical analysis indicated a 40% error for a census conducted in a rural province due to the exclusion of the unregistered. It is unknown how many of the unregistered are children, but some estimates are in the 100’s of millions.
While the Chinese government has acknowledged that there are problems with the policy, there is little indication that there will be a significant shift in tactics any time soon. One problem is that the country’s weak social welfare system is struggling just to support its registered population, let alone handle the millions of unregistered. Additionally, the frenetic growth in the last 20+ years has only been possible with China’s abundant supply of cheap labor.
Since the late 1970’s the Chinese economy has been shifting away from state run work units responsible for providing employment, housing, food and health care for its workers, to a market driven economy that allows an increasing number of private enterprises who are only responsible for providing employment. Given the pace of the shift, the transition has been remarkably smooth, though not without cost. To avoid punishment by the government millions of unregistered workers must settle for low paying and often dangerous jobs. Shanghai is nearly finished constructing the world’s tallest building. The 24/7 construction schedules for this and other projects often rely on the cheap labor available from unregistered workers who have illegally migrated to Shanghai so they can eek out $1/day working 12 hours a day 7 days a week.
The unregistered population issue in China has more than a few parallels with the United States’ struggle to address illegal immigration. In the political sphere, there are those who argue that the unregistered/illegal immigrants should be given an opportunity to be full members of society. Since the vast majority of non-citizens are hard working and would chose to be lawful participants in society, why not give them that opportunity. Others maintain that non-citizens chose to disobey establish rules and should not be rewarded for doing so.
A significant difference between China’s and U.S.’s scenarios is that children born in the U.S. have a right to a birth certificate, whereas out of plan children in China are forever relegated to the status of unregistered. As such they are more susceptible to trafficking and enslavement for work and/or more licentious purposes.
This Washington Post article is a good follow-up read if you are interested.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/01/23/AR2007012300398.html
In response to some foreign critics, China has published an interview discussing its general strategy for population control. http://www.china.org.cn/english/2002/Oct/46138.htm
Wikipedia provides a fairly comprehensive overview as well.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/One-child_policy
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]]>I found the pottery exhibit especially interesting given the many parallels with dad's work.
China potters are proud that in English we call fine porcelain china. Doing so is a recognition of the impressive abilities of ancient potters in this part of the world. The Shanghai Museum has many examples of fine porcelain, as well as other types of pottery created in the different regions of this vast country.
When I was young, dad experimented with the blending of different colored clays that when rolled together formed agate like patterns. Mom would do the same when making beads out of femo. Rolled out snakes of different colors would be combined a larger roll. The roll would then be sliced like a refrigerator cookie and applied to a pot or bead.
The Chinese used a similar method to create ceramic pots that resembled carved wood. The example below is about the size of a small sugar bowl. What appears to be wood grains are actually thin layers of brown and tan colored clays.
I always assumed celadon only referred to the light green color dad uses on some of his pots, but it applies to a range of pale greens and yellows as seen in the picture below.
Ge Ware is characterized by crazing (glaze cracking). The jinsitienxian (gold thread, iron wire) style of Ge Ware has wider black cracks and thinner yellow cracks.
The oil drop glaze is very similar to a black glaze dad refers to as Ten-moku. If I recall correctly, the key ingredient for dad’s Ten-moku glaze was obsidian. I wonder if the Chinese had a similar methodology.
One of the most difficult high fire glazes to achieve is the copper red. In China they call it Jiangdouhong, which literally means “cow-pea red”. Here are a few examples of some reds made during the Qing dynasty.
Similar reds can be found earlier during the Ming dynasty, though these have a slight pinkish hue to them.
Equally striking was this yellow glaze, also from the Ming dynasty.
Towards the end of the exhibit there was a blue platter that reminded me a lot of the dark blue glaze dad uses for many of his pots. If you look closely you can make out the intricate designs, including a ferocious dragon.
Finally there were a few unusual pieces of note. These four vases melded together are odd in shape though the blue and white glaze is typical of china porcelain.
In addition to utilitarian pieces some interesting figures. This old man smoking a pipe caught my attention.
The entire exhibit was a treasure trove following the history of pottery in china through the ages. For an album view of these and other pictures check out the link below.
http://picasaweb.google.com/towangle/ChinesePottery
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]]>Ryan is 21 and in his last year of university. He lives with his mom and grandmother on the Puxi side of town, just north of the East China University of Politics and Law (ECUPL) where Stacy has classes. Though he is an only child he has a few cousins close by who he refers to as sisters. Dad hasn’t been in the picture for a while. Fortunately for me Ryan has been studying English for nearly 10-years and was more than able to negotiate a time and place to meet in English. Through a series of cell phone text messages we were able to connect on the ECUPL campus early Monday morning.
We met up three times last week for a few hours each time in the afternoon. While I got some much needed language practice, my interest in learning more about the culture and politics of China and Shanghai tended to trump my language practice. When my brain tired of trying to hear and repeat the different tones, I fell back to English and explored the details of Chinese life through his eyes.
joe
Often we were joined by Stacy or one of her classmates on break (or skipping class to avoid an uninteresting lecture). We hit on topics like food, health care, news coverage, standard of living, minimum wage, pollution of waterways, using roundabouts instead of signalized intersections, credit cards, saving money, houses vs. apartments, pirated software, earthquakes, the apparent rudeness of Chinese people, and frequently his dissatisfaction with life in Shanghai / China.
Like many people in their early 20’s in both China and the US, Ryan is disillusioned with government and media. Coming of age in a world filled with hypocrisies and injustice is enough to make anyone wish for the greener grass that must exist outside.
Surely more equitable places to live than Shanghai exist, but the discouragement I sense in Ryan could be found anywhere in the world. As a future mechanical engineer, he will be better off than most. Still, the idea of joining the rat race and being stuck in a position in which he has little control over the political and economic systems in which he must subsist is understandably disheartening.
I am curious to see how our relationship develops over my remaining two weeks here in Shanghai. As time allows, I will explore some of the conversations mentioned above in future posts.
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]]>Also, some of our favorite sayings/ mistranslations, etc:
When asked a question by a student, one professor asked if the student was Canadian. When the student said yes, the professor responded that he could not answer questions from Canadians. We finally figured out he could not understand the Canadian accent! After the next student asked a question, the professor responded, "This is a very good question... because I understand it."
One rather large foreigner kept getting approached by Chinese people asking his wife how many bowls of rice does he eat each day? The wife's favorite comment was: "His parents must own a rice factory. There's no other explanation." (Luckily the husband did not speak Mandarin.)
And my favorite ancient Chinese philosophy about marriage (at least for women who were not allowed to apply for divorce): "If you marry a chicken, you must follow a chicken forever."
After today I will be half done with my program!
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]]>Motor scooters are a popular choice for personal transportation. I am not sure if a license is required to drive a scooter or not. Bikes are common, as are suped up bikes with small electric motors. All three of the two wheeled options travel at relatively slow speeds, 5 to 15 miles per hour. Significantly slower are the oversized tricycles carrying everything from a dozen or more 5 gallon dinking water containers, to a couple recently slaughtered pigs.
More interesting than the types of transportation roaming the streets, is how pedestrians, cyclists and motorists interact. Descriptions vary from chaotic, to self-centered, to disorganized but practical. Lane lines, modern traffic signals and other traffic regulations are followed if convenient. Generally people stop at red lights. That is except if you are turning right, in which case a red light treated as a yield.
I am reluctant to use the word “yield” here for that suggests that there is a sense of right-of-way for some vehicles over others. Yield in China means that someone else got to a space first and you have to wait for him to proceed otherwise you will cause an accident. Everything is first come first serve – pedestrian, bike or car, if there is an opening you take it. The resulting flow of humanity through the streets can be harrowing. Taxis dart through crowds of pedestrians in the cross walk. Merging vehicles push adjacent cars half way into the next lane. Rarely used in anger, horns warn a forward vehicle or pedestrian not swerve in front as you are passing. The prevailing rule is to avoid hitting others. Beyond that anything goes.
Several people have described this mode of operation on the streets and in other parts of life as selfish and inconsiderate. There is some truth to that, though I think it has as much to do with population density as cultural norms. Swimming in such a large sea of people, I find myself adopting similar me-first behaviors. Just yesterday in the produce section of Carrefore (supermarket) I found myself jostling for position in the “line” to have my bananas weighed and priced. As others arriving to the station after me tried to vie for position, it was clear that I had to be assertive or I would lose my turn...even if that meant me outmaneuvering someone who was in “line” before me.
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]]>A few steps later and we were hailed down in English by a young Chinese couple sitting in the shade. Getting attention as a foreigner is nothing new. Around our apartment we get smiles and a ni hao (hello). Out and about we are often followed with blank, unapologetic stares. Near the metro stations we are often approached to buy watches or other contraband being hawked in the local markets or by street vendors – though such instances less frequent than say Cusco, Peru where one might be trailed across the Plaza de Armas by a half dozen small children imploring you to buy their post cards.
But these two seemed different. For one, their English was much better than the average street vendor who learns the few phrases needed to make a sale, but ask him what time it is and you would be out of luck. They had clearly had many years of English and learned from native speakers. As with many Chinese studying English, they had taken on English names. Yesterday it was James (after LeBron James) and Elephant (I didn’t get a chance to ask about that one). Today it was Cathy and Stephen.
Both were chatty and interested in our activities and background. They claimed to be taking a break from sight seeing but on their way to a see a traditional tea ceremony near the square. That sounded more interesting to me than the museum so I was quick to accept their invitation to join them.
Cathy took Stacy under her sun umbrella exhorting us for not having one of our own to keep Stacy's skin white and beautiful. Stephen seemed to know more about NBA basketball than me. He knew all of Houston Rocket players (Yao Ming's teammates) and how Kobe will likely be traded from the Lakers. Supposedly in China, LeBron James is called the little emperor because he is small but powerful.
Shortly we arrived at the tea ceremony...or... restaurant. Like most Chinese restaurants there were a gaggle of servers near the entrance, but few patrons. We were guided to a small room with six chairs around three sides of a table. Stacy and I sat across from the hostess serving the tea. Cathy and Stephen sat on the end and translated for us. Six different teas were lined up in front of us in small glass jars. We sampled the first four.
The first was a ginseng tea. The dry tea leaves were wonderfully fragrant. The hostess brewed a small batch, filled five tiny cups – not much taller or wider than a quarter – and proceeded to empty the cups over a small frog like statue on the tray. The first batch of every tea sample was sacrificed to the tea god for luck. Upon closer inspection the tea god was not a frog but a three legged beast – two in the front and one protruding from the back like a tail – with a coin in its mouth and two rows of coins on its back. The second round was for us. Each of us had a small wooden tray on the table in front of us. Once the tea was poured the hostess used tongs to place a cup on each of our trays.
Together the five of us savored our first cup. We were given specific instructions on how to hold the cup. Thumb and index finger grip the cup, and the middle finger supports the bottom of the cup. Women straighten their ring finger and pinky in a display of elegance. Men clinch the same fingers in a partial fist as a show of strength. The tea is first smelled, like a glass of wine and then consumed in three sips.
The ginseng tea had a smooth full flavor with a subtle sweet aftertaste that lingered beneath the sides of my tongue. We were given a second cup before moving on to tea number two.
This time the tea was served with two cups. One similar to the first round and the other a taller and narrower version. The teas was first poured into the tall cup with the shorter cup placed on top. The hostess indicated that one represented heaven and the other earth. She turned heaven and earth upside down a few times and then placed the tea in front of us with the tall cup upside down in the short cup. We were then instructed to hold the empty tall cup up to our eyes and roll it along out temple. The tea warmed cup, among other things, is supposed to help alleviate wrinkles around the eyes.
The second tea, jasmine, had a more delicate flavor than the ginseng, but was equally delightful.
The third round was served in clear cups to showcase the rich color of a fruit infused tea. I did not catch the nature of the tea leaves used, but it appeared that there were small chunks of fruit amongst the leaves. No need to add sugar to this tea – it is a treat by itself.
Finally the hostess served us green tea. I must admit, green tea has never been my favorite. Once again, I was pleasantly surprised. While there was still the subtle bitterness that is distinctive of green teas, that aspect did not linger beyond the swallow. The gentle flavor made me look forward to the second cup and gave me new faith in the merit of green teas.
Not surprisingly, the tasting ceremony ended with an offer to purchase more the teas we had sampled. Stacy and I came away with two canisters, as did Cathy and Stephen. The bill was not pretty, but the experience felt the most authentically Chinese of any of my adventures so far.
Cathy and Stephen walked us back to People’s Square. They had been to the Urban Planning Museum earlier in the day and were not interested in a return trip. We swapped email addresses and I snapped a picture. Then we went our separate ways.
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]]>Even though my first pass-through occurs at about 7 am, the park is crowded with people of all ages flying kites and exercising in many forms from badminton and tai chi to hacky-sack and dancing. Tai chi is a form of slow moving shadow boxing which seems to be done almost exclusively by those over 60. There are so many practitioners, I find myself winding my way in-between to get past. Everyone seems to know the value of movement.
The subway rides are still novel, too. Each stop sports about 8 entrances and the underground portion is at least two large city blocks long (Chicago blocks, not Portland blocks). Shops line the walkways, making a whole underground mall at each subway stop. It gives me something to look at while I walk –the pastries in particular are so beautiful Pix Patisserie in Portland could learn some things (sorry, Tom) ...but I’ve yet to try any to compare the content. Most desserts here contain red beans which I enjoy, but they’re not quite the Queen of Sheeba (a wonderful chocolate dessert from Pix). For coffee fans, there’s even a red bean frappucino.
Traffic - cars, bicycles and pedestrian - seems to have a philosophy rather than rules. Everyone seems to go where there is space to go and toot their horn to let you know they are there. The number of bikes on the road would put the critical mass movements in San Francisco or Portland to shame, though about half are motorized. The refreshing part is that no one seems to feel entitled to a right of way and therefore no one seems to get upset about anything like getting cut off, passed or bumped (pedestrian for the last one). I doubt road rage is a phrase here. The downside, for lack of a better word, is a statistic a professor noted - the reported 370,000 accidents and 89,000 traffic deaths in a recent year. Maybe the system is best suited for pedestrians.
The construction happening is amazing. Erin and Nick told us builders often work 2 – 12 hour shifts so you can literally see significant changes overnight. If you left for five years, you may not recognize the city when you return. I pass the construction of what rumors say will be the new world’s tallest building on my way to school and have already seen notable progress.
I still get frequent stares everywhere I go. They are hard to define – not threatening, nor flattering, nor even do they really seem curious. It seems perhaps a bit as if I’m an animal in a zoo and maybe an uninteresting one at that. This surprised me a lot in such a large metropolitan area but looking around Puxi there are not many Caucasians. Today I laughed because I realized I was surprised to still be getting stares – as if I expected the city to get used to me as I was getting used to it.
Classes are very interesting, though perhaps a bit more lecture than I would like (entirely, that is). I know I should count my blessings - I remember praying for lecture at times during the past year of Socratic method. The lectures are more interesting than most as we have different professors coming each day to discuss their expertises. Also the daily change in topics to differing aspects of Chinese Law helps shake things up. I already have a short exam Monday morning for part of my grade and then in the afternoon we will observe a trial. Joe will hopefully be able to tag along for the field trip.
That is about all for now... I hope everyone is well! Happy Birthday, Grandma!
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]]>Ultimate prides itself on simplicity and sportsmanship. There are no referees. Fouls and rule violations are called by players on the field. If the call is contested the disc is brought back and the throw is replayed.
Despite its overall simplicity, competitive Ultimate involves a tremendous amount of strategy, athleticism, and teamwork. There are positions (handler, mid, deep, wing), zone and man to man defenses, spread and stack offenses, and plenty of specialized terms, most of them intuitive, like: huck, break, flick, backhand, hammer, kick-block, hot, and cup.
Diving catches and blocks are frequent and spectacular. The success of a team is very much dependent on its ability to utilize all of its players and match up well with the opposing team.
In the end though, it is the spirit of the game that is most enjoyable. The idea that everyone should have fun reigns supreme. After each of our tournament games each team would devise a rousing cheer to honor the opposing side. Usually our cheers involved some creative usage of Chinese and references to Pirates drinking rum in the end-zone – AARRRRR.
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]]>We left Rushmore for Rapid City and caught up with I-90 once again. In the 45 miles between Rapid City and Wall, we counted over 60 Wall Drug signs along the freeway. Succumbing to the pressures of advertising we followed the ubiquitous billboards to the famed drug store.
Two sides of a city street are lined with Wall Drug and hangers on selling trinkets and other western plains paraphernalia.
We escaped Wall with an ice coffee and strawberry smoothy and headed south along the highway looping through the Badlands National Park.
Entering the park was as spectacular as I remember when Dad and I came through in 1999.
Unfortunately our visit this time was just as brief.
We made several stops for pictures along the way, but an hour and a half later we were out of the park and riding the I-90 ribbon over the rolling hills of South Dakota.
The final ~600 miles were uneventful aside from a strong wind storm blowing south to north. It pushed the trailer around a bit more than we were comfortable with. By the time we connect with I-35 north our then tail wind had lost most of its intensity.
By 10:30pm we arrived at Stacy's grandma's house at last...safe sound and glad to be out of the car.
...next up 14 hours in a plane to Shanghai... stay tuned.
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]]>We dined on oatmeal and bananas before hitting the road again. Lake Yellowstone was immense and beautiful. Perhaps the nicest surprise was the lack of boats carving up the vast expanse of water.
Before leaving the east side of the park we stopped a second campground for a quick shower.
The road from Yellowstone to Cody, Wyoming was gorgeous, though the same could be said for much of northern Wyoming. Not many trees but the reds, greens, browns and yellows that paint the often jagged landscape delighted the eyes.
We drove most of the day on two lane highways with minimal traffic. There was a brief stretch on I-90 before veering south through the black hills towards Mt. Rushmore.
Not knowing how packed camp sites would be, we reserved a spot in a KOA (Kampground of America) a few miles from the monument. It seemed more like a summer camp than a camp ground. We didn't see any other tent campers - only RV's, cabins and even some luxury log "cabins" for several hundred $'s a night. We appreciated the hot showers 50 feet from our site and were on our way by 7 the next morning.
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]]>The small gorge created by the Snake river at the edge of town provided our first chance for scenic photos.
It wasn't until 8:30pm that we finally arrived at Old Faithful in Yellowstone. Once we entered the park, buffalo were in abundance. The landscape was a bit bleak from the wide fires that charred much of the park a few years back. We splurged for dinner at the lodge before wandering over to the famed geyser.
A few dozen people were waiting for the next eruption on the boardwalk and benches skirting Old Faithful. We took this as a good sign that we didn't just miss it. The geyser goes off approximately every 90 minutes. Our timing couldn't have been better. We had barely found a spot on one of the benches when water and steam began spraying tens of feet into the air.
Tourist destination checked, we drove another 40 minutes to our campsite along the west thumb of Yellowstone Lake. Our REI half dome tent set up in minutes and we were soon dozing off to the distant howl of wolves.
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]]>Dan, Shannon and her fiance Ted then joined as at Sky Dive Oregon in Mollala, where the five of us bailed out of (as one of the instructors called it) a perfectly good airplane at 13,100 feet. We free feel for about a minute before the chutes were opened and we were back on solid ground in another five minutes.
Our leap of faith out of the plane was easily more nerve racking than the life long commitment we made to each other earlier in the day. We look forward to having time in the coming year to planning a joyous celebration for family and friends next summer.
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]]>Road Trip.... PDX to La Grande remains copyright of the author towangle, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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