Done In China
So I ate, shopped and wandered my way around Shanghai. I loved the 'Bund', a esplanade next to the Huang Pu river at night. I stood on the Oriental Pearl Tower, second highest in Shanghai, and could see no end to the skyscrapers. I hung out with Summer, who still has a bit of her stomack/motion sickness so we spent a lot of time looking for Starbucks so she could buy their steamed milk to calm her tummy down. It's everywhere! I even found a small one in the Forbidden city today.
Anyway, so I did get on a plane and fly to Beijing. I landed with only the hostel name and nothing else (not even the address). I ended up ordering a Vip taxi who called the hostel for me and sorted it out eventually.
Our hostel is actually in the Hudongs, which is kind of like the old slums. It's a crazy maze of back alleys and I've gotten the team lost qute well so far. Right now I'm the only one who speaks chinese, so it's all a bit of fun.
Food is also very interesting when I try to order. The team's first meal turned out to be Hot Pot because we walked into a random restaurant and it was actually quite posh. We dropped chopsticks everywhere, ordered random ingrediants and generally had the waitress laughing most of the time.
The team have celebrity status whenever we venture out, with the girls especially popular for random photos by strangers. Because I look Chinese, I get puzzled looks a lot of the time, or asked if I am their translator. Or if I'm Korean. Or Japanese.
Yesterday we had some students introduce themselves, declare that they wanted to be our friends, take us to their exhibition, then pressure us to buy their paintings. It's been a rude awakening to the opportunism of China and I can see some hardening and cynicism developing.
Today started off with a rather early flag rasing ceremony in Tianneman Square. It's a bit nuts catching cabs here. Most don't know their way around the city, or refuse to take us (I can't figure out why). 1 cab and 2 motor-cycle rickshaws later, we made it to see the soldiers march in and the red flag rise against the muddy sky.
After wandering around for ages in the Forbidden City, we saw Mao's embalmed body. I think theire's a 50% chance it's a wax figurine, but you can't get close enough to tell. People sell the tourists flowers to put on his plaque, then they collect the same flowers to resell after. We missed out on it in the morning and arrived with 5 mins to closing time. This random guy grabbed me and started hauling me along, shoutng 'Quickly! Quickly!'. He made us all run to book our stuff into the cloakroom, as it turns out, because you can't take bags or cameras in. Thanks to him (given in a $20 yuan tip) we made it into the last batch in.
Now, an hours sleep and a bowl of noodles later, I feel pretty good. Tomorrow we go to the orphanage and the Great Wall of China if I can organise it.
