Xi'an page 2 of Carter's China Trip |
| We checked in at the Jianguo
Hotel, another of those nice tourist hotels able to accommodate persons from
around the world. Our hotel was
outside the wall, but it was near a Friendship Store, Xi’an Technical and
Engineering University and the Zoo. I
was now back rooming with Michael, my companion from Hong Kong days. From our room we looked down on a sea of bright green taxis. All we had seen to this point were red taxis. |
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This was a complex
scene with an interesting mix of highways coming together at this site.
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We quickly cleaned up and
headed out for more tourist attractions.
But, first we had to visit another place to see if they could get more
of our money. This time it was a
silk rug factory. We were shown
how they make rugs and watched three young women working at their looms.
We commented among ourselves about the absence of older women.
Were they hidden away because they are less attractive or do they burn
out early and retire in poverty? Spending
years weaving one carpet did not seem to be very appealing. They then showed us how to
evaluate carpets, based largely on the number of knots per inch.
The really fine carpets have 600 knots per inch.
It was interesting that they used inches as their standard and not
centimeters. Indeed, we did learn
to distinguish the differences in the quality of carpets.
I truly enjoyed the experience of looking at these carpets.
Many of the carpets were hanging on the walls and you could see the
entire piece. Some were small
throw rugs and others were large pieces.
Many were designed more for hanging than for lying on the floor.
I felt like I was in an art gallery. Our guide John told me to find out more about the
festival and the painting by going on the web. Indeed, there is
information about the Qing
Ming Festival. At this site there is a discussion of the work by the
12th Century artist Zhang Zeduan. You can also click on an image to see
a small portion of the painting that is inside my glass globe. A larger
view of this image is available as a JPG file. Another
image of this artist's work is available in a collection of works in a
museum. |
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I paid a good price for this
piece of glass. Supposedly I got
a card with the artists name and talked to his daughter.
Later I found similar pieces of glass with the same scene in them for
much less.
Did I get ripped off,
or did I get a work from a good artist and the others are simply cheap copies?
I will probably never know the answer to this.
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Later I decided to purchase small glass spheres of this type for my four grandkids. The designs I chose were paintings showing the of the animals of their year of birth, in this case a horse, a pig, a goat and a tiger. I was born in the year of the rat and I did not go out of my way to get a symbol of that year. When I bought these I had the young artist write their names on the inside of the glass. He did this with a fine angled paint brush while I stood there. Obviously, there are a number of very talented artists and illustrators in China, but they are not getting rich for their work. I paid $25 US for the four personalized glass balls. I must confess I enjoyed the visit to the commercial shop to see the silk rugs and the glass. |
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We became tourists again as we headed off to visit the 7-story
Big
Wild Goose Pagoda in the Ci’en Temple
This is a Buddhist monastery.
The
Pagoda was built in the late 600’s in an Indian style after a local monk
spent 16 years in India on pilgrimage and returned with new ideas and images.
The site is a mix of old and new.
We saw a number of monks among the tourists.
There is now a new museum on the site.
We paid 15¥
to climb to the top of the Temple, to prove we could do it and to take photos.
From on high I saw children playing in the residential quarters of the
monastery. |
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This scene is on the grounds of the Big Wild Goose
Pagoda. Here a Chinese couple are posing in front of what I assume to be
an incense burner. The woman is wearing a very attractive purple
dress.
Behind them is a party of Chinese tourists, all wearing red baseball caps. I was surprised to see few people wearing caps. The exception was the tour groups, where men, women and children all wore a bright colored hat. |
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As we were leaving John noted
the head person in the monastery has a new Buick.
These Buicks look just like an American model, but are called the
Shanghai, where the cars are manufactured.
Our guide noted that owning a temple is a good business in China.
Temples charge an entrance fee for admission, sell souvenirs on the
site, and charge extra to climb the structure.
That the chief has a new Buick supports his argument. I note that Tiger Woods is now the spokesperson for Buick. I think Buick made a wise decision in picking Tiger for their image because Tiger has Asian blood and is well known in this country of many potential buyers. Later, as we were leaving China I saw a large billboard of Tiger promoting a golf tournament. I am certain Tiger is well known in China. After dinner in our hotel I set out to find an
Internet café where I could catch up on things.
Our hotel had one connected computer but it was quite expensive.
I started asking about for a café.
In the nearby Friendship Store I was shopping for possible souvenirs
and gifts, as well as photo books. I
struck up a conversation with a charming young lady clerk.
She spoke quite good English. I
asked her about a place where I could connect to the Internet.
She knew about a place but was quite surprised that an old person like
me would want this because this is where young people go.
She said there was a place nearby and she would take me there. I knew she was working in the shop so I told her I would be content to go there on my own. No, she insisted on taking me there. So, she walks out of the shop, didn’t tell anyone that she was going, and leads me through the complex of roads and circles to a row of shops near a university. Mike and Theo from Germany were following me. Soon my young friend leads me up a dark stairway. |
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Here is the Internet cafe in
daylight. You enter under the yellow sign.
Note the letters ADSL on the white tiles under the large Chinese characters.
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Mike and Theo ask where this woman is taking me. On the second floor we enter a room filled with about 20 computers. She says something to the young man sitting at the desk at the front of the room. All of the computers in this room are occupied so we go to a second room, again filled with 20 computers. Most of these computers were in use so we go to a third room with another 20 computers. Here there were a few empty machines so we logged on and connected to home. My young friend stayed with me. I got her email address and sent her a message from my
account. I showed her my personal
web pages and a few things about my home area.
I found out that she is 22 years old and a senior in HVAC (heating,
ventilation and air conditioning) at the nearby university.
She wants to complete her masters in HVAC and then head off to
Shanghai, the center of the great boom in China.
The Internet connection was quite good that evening.
After about 30 minutes we signed off and paid 1¥ for the time we were
connected. Cheap by any measure. We escorted our new friend back
to her job. We tried to tip her
for her time and help. She
refused any compensation. We said
our goodbyes. I tried to find her
the next day but she was not in the shop when I went there. I have had some email correspondence with her since I got
back to the States. At many
levels, I appreciate having met this young person.
Later many of us went back to the Internet site to read email.
The connections were not as fast the next day, but the price was right. Because I was getting soft I went to the gym in the hotel at about 10:00 PM. They had a few pieces of electronic exercise equipment but it was not in good working order. I worked out with some dumbbells, like I use at home. I thought it was interesting that these weights were stamped Golds Gym. I also worked on some equipment similar to Nautilus machines. I shared the facility with a middle-age Chinese fellow. Obviously, tourist hotels around the world are very similar.
While
I was exercising, some of my colleagues found that groups of people had
gathered in the paved areas under and between the highways.
There was music and many of the people were dancing.
The next morning there were still small groups dancing.
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