Wanderlust

Ulan Baatar, Mongolia.

What a wonderful trip we had! We went with Tseren Tours, and because we were on a short time-line, we didn’t find any other travelers who wanted to share the trip (and so lower the costs) for us. But it actually worked out for the better, I think.  We left Ulan Baatar on Tuesday morning around 9 a.m. We met our guide Sunny and our driver Beemba. They were both native Mongolians and Sunny was very sweet and spoke English very well. We learned a lot about her over the course of the week. She is twenty and a University student who wants to study overseas at some point. Before she started as a guide at the beginning of this summer she’d never seen the Mongolian countryside. We were her last tour group for the season, and I was the first American girl she’d ever met (she had two American guys on her first trip and none since). We learned a lot about Mongolia from her and hopefully answered her questions about America (and Germany) well. Some were a little difficult, especially ones about different social classes and the differences between rich and poor since it is so different than Mongolia. Beemba was an excellent driver who always wore a beret and had a wonderful face. I don’t think I ever got a good photo of him since he was a little photo shy, but maybe Nicole did….

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Beijing, China.

We just arrived back in Beijing after 28 hours of traveling from Mongolia. The trip back was pretty uneventful except that we didn’t really eat a meal all day today (just bread, cheese, pickles and other snacks) until after we’d checked into our old hostel in Beijing when we went back to our favorite little restaurant down the alley around 9 p.m. It was a long couple of days of carrying heavy backpacks. I’m gald to be back in China, even though I really loved Mongolia. I have lots to tell about our trip to the Mongolian countryside, but the shower and the bed are calling to me, so it’ll have to wait until later. I’ll try to fit it in tomorrow, but we’re going to try to head out to Shanghai tomorrow as well (if we can get a train). We’ve come up with a plan for China between now and the beginning of November when we go to Guilin to volunteer. We’re basically doing the same stuff as we were going to before, but we’ve found that it’ll save a lot of travel time (and probably money) if we shift the order a bit. But more on that later as well…

Ulan Baatar, Mongolia.

The last few days have been just one big silly adventure. We left Beijing Friday evening around 5:30 after making it successfully to the bus terminal with time to spare in order to grab some street food for a little dinner. We had bought some rice to go at our favorite little restaurant by our hostel and then (with Nicole’s help) bought lots of different foods on sticks that had been boiling in a vat of oil. There were noodles wrapped around the sticks, meat balls, tofu, and even some quail eggs. It was all pretty good, but some of it (especially the tofu) was ridiculously spicy! I thought my lips were going to burn off! Nicole didn’t realize that I’m still getting used to spicy food (but really doing better all of the time) and said later that the stick food was notoriously spicy and she wouldn’t have suggested if she would have known I was such a baby (my words, not hers). But it worked out, and we were soon on our bus which much to my delight was full of beds instead of seats! I think Peru and Ecuador need to take some tips from China and buy some bed-buses as it was much nicer to sleep in rather than the seats. But it also couldn’t fit as many people and we probably would have fallen out of them on all the windy roads in the mountains! But I was very excited about maybe getting a little sleep.

Shortly after we started off Nicole realized that she really had to use the toilet, but the toilet on the bus was broken and the door was locked! We were stuck in the Beijing traffic, still not out of the city after an hour on the road, and the bus driver refused to stop until we got farther out. I made lots of suggestions for her like hanging her butt out the window, but finally one suggestion won out… we took an empty soda bottle and cut off the top. Then we took one of the plastic bags from the bus (used to put your shoes in) and put it into the bag, and I held up a blanket around the back stairs while she peed in the bottle! It was awesome and pretty successful all things considered! When we stopped at a bathroom about an hour later we threw the bottle away and no one was the wiser.

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Beijing, China.

Stephen woke up very early in the morning (while I slept) and went with Nicole to the bus station and they successfully bought bus tickets for tonight to the Mongolian border. From there we take a minibus across the border, and then we buy a night train ticket for the capital! How funny this all is to me. Yesterday we were stuck in Beijing and didn’t know when or how to see any more of China until after the national day celebrations, and now we’re going to Mongolia with a friend who speaks Chinese and Russian, so will probably be a big help in getting around (especially since we don’t have a Mongolian travel book!). We’ve met a bunch of people who have traveled in Mongolia and they only have wonderful things to say about it (except for the food isn’t very good–lots of noodles, meat, and fat–which makes sense considering the climate).  But I’m very excited and we’re going to leave the hostel at 2:30 for our 5:00 bus, so hopefully we won’t miss it! It’s 12:30 now, and we’re going to go to a grocery store to buy snacks for the long trip. We won’t actually get to the capital until Sunday, so we have two nights of traveling ahead of us, but I’m sure it will be a great adventure. I’m still fighting a little cold, but I’ve gotten lots of sleep the past two nights so am starting to feel a lot better. Steve was very sweet to let me sleep this morning while he journeyed to the bus station without me (although he apparently ate a really yummy omelette/crepe/bread thing that sounds delicious and I’m a little jealous about. But I still think it was better to stay in bed!).

I am just a few pages away from finishing “Wild Swans,” and it has been very interesting and educational. I’d recommend to anyone traveling to China or anyone just curious about China’s modern history from just before World War Two until the 1980s. I can definitely see why it was banned in China since the author is very honest about her first hand experience growing up in China during very tumultuous times. I feel like I’ve learned a lot and can look at China with wiser eyes.

(still in) Beijing, China.

So, we missed our train. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I think a combination of too much experience and too little information was our downfall.  We left our hostel an hour before our train was scheduled to leav. It was supposed to take 25 minutes by taxi to get there. We figured a half an hour of wiggle room would be more than adequate to get to our platform and get on our train. But oh how we (and our hostel) underestimated Beijing traffic. I’ve noticed that the last few days have seemed more hectic and congested than before. I wonder if this is due to the fact that their big holiday is next week, that the Olympics are over so maybe they’ve let a lot of cars back in, or just a weird coincidence. But instead of taking 25 minutes, our taxi took about 50 minutes. We were sitting in the taxi, watching the time tick away and literally helpless to do anything. We couldn’t communicate with the tax driver to see if maybe we were close and could just run the rest of the way (we were in deadlock traffic), if maybe we could get out and try to take the subway (our hostel had told us that you couldn’t get there directly on the subway but would have to transfer to a bus and that it was a big pain). So we just sat and were sad. When we finally got to the train station we had ten minutes to get to our platform, but the taxi driver dropped us off pretty far away from the main doors. We had to cross a very busy highway over a pedestrain overpass, then figure out which door to go in, go through the pretty minimalistic security and then look at the board to find which platform and run like hell. According to the train station’s clock we had three minutes to spare when we got to the ticket taker, but when we handed her our tickets she shook her head ‘no’ and said ‘you are late.’ How sad! The train had already left without us and some lucky buggers with standing room only tickets were probably upgrading to our seats as we were standing defeated at the platform. The ticket lady told us to go to window 16 at the ticket office where there was an English speaking person who could help us.

We stood in line sad and angry and waited with claws out to make sure no one tried to jump in front of us (I actually saw someone jump in front of a Westerner at the very front of the line and apparently got chewed out by the ticket woman! Yay!). When it was finally our turn we told her we had missed our train and she told us that there were no seats on any of the trains to Pingyao as far as the reservation system worked. So she took our tickets away, stamped the back, and scribbled on them standing room only for the next day and sent us on our way. We hung our heads in shame and went back to our hostel which we had left a few hours earlier thinking we’d never see it again. I’ve had a sore throat for the past two days and just feel generally a little tired with a mild cold, and the day’s excitement had warped all of my energy. I just wanted to lie down and pretend none of this had happened. It was too much for us to try to figure out what to do next. We ended up taking a bus and then the subway back to our hostel (which was quick and very easy, unlike what we had been led to believe) because none of the taxis at the train station new where our hostel was (even after I showed them the little hostel card that had in Chinese “please take me to my hostel” and the address).

After sleeping for about thirteen hours and having a giant bowl of soup, I’m feeling a little better day but just frustrated and angry (at myself) for missing our train. We treated the trains in China like the buses in South America which was a big mistake. But at least now we know that the trains in China should be treated more like airplanes in the U.S. Lesson very much learned. So today we had the fun task of trying to figure out if we could get a train from Beijing to anywhere. The hostel girl who had helped us so much in the past was still very helpful and patient. She called and enquired about destination after destination (getting more far out and outlandish all the time)  until we were all sad and disappointed. Somewhere in here our friend Nicole who we had gone to the music performance with on Sunday showed up and invited us to come with her in the morning to try to get a ticket to Mongolia! She’s going back to Germany on the tranSiberian railway, but she is going to stay in Mongolia for about a week before hand, taking a bus from Beijing to the border and then transferring to a train to the Mongolian capital. We know pretty much nothing about Mongolia except that U.S. citizens don’t need a visa, so we could actually go with her to Mongolia. We’ve pretty much decided to give it a go. At least we’ll go to the bus station with her in the morning to see if we can get tickets. The buses don’t book seats in advance, so you have to go the day you want to leave in order to try to get a seat. We would leave tomorrow night if it all worked out and would travel with her and basically just tag along. It would be nice to get out of China for the week to avoid the whole national day stuff and not have to worry about getting stuck somewhere or getting desperate and buying a plane ticket out of Beijing. It sounds like quite an adventure, and why not?!

I’ll know by tomorrow morning what our next steps are and I’ll try to post something of our plans. At this point it’s either Mongolia for a week, get stuck in Beijing for another week or so (which just sounds awful at this point. Not that we dislike Beijing, but we’ve been here for almost three weeks now and we’re just ready to move on. There’s also something upsetting about being stuck somewhere, no matter where it is), or I don’t know what, really. Maybe try to get a bus somewhere else nearby and then be stuck there and have to go through this all again! Mongolia seems like the most exciting option. I’ll keep you posted.

Beijing, China.

Today Steve and I had a very nice day. I went to bed pretty early last night since I was so exhausted after all of our late-night fun. We did go to see the Olympic Green all lit up with a guy from our hostel. That was an adventure all in itself since we our attempts to get close were thwarted at every turn! First the special Olympic Stadium metro line was blocked off so we couldn’t take the metro in. Then we tried to walk in through the big park in front, but that was eventually blocked as well. We followed a road to get closer and take some photos, and then tried to walk down another road. Eventually we got pretty close, but were still behind a fence so we didn’t take any photos of us doing silly things (like pretending to swim in front of the Water Cube or speed walking around the Bird’s Nest. But it was fun trying to figure out where to go and we were proud we got as close as we did.

But today we decided to sleep in and spend the afternoon at the Summer Palace. I was a little hesitant about visiting yet another palace place since I had been so overwhelmed by the Forbidden Palace. But the description in the book made it sound so nice and it is pretty far North of the city center so away from some of the busyness down here. Today was really pleasant weather-wise with it staying pretty cool out all day long. It was nice to have a break from the heat and humidity.

Our first run-in with fame in China was while we were sitting outside a McDonald’s drinking a coke. We shamefully bought the coke from McDonald’s because my throat really hurts and I just needed either something really cold or really hot to make it feel better and the only thing outside of the Summer Palace was a McDonald’s (with tons of tour buses parked in the parking lot!). We were just sitting outside on a little bench by the door talking and drinking our coke, and all the sudden I looked up and this man was taking our photo! It was so funny! I’m not sure if I smiled or just looked puzzled, but he seemed very pleased that we noticed him and happily waved when he was done. We’ve heard a lot about white people (especially blondies like Steve) being very popular in China, but so far in Beijing we haven’t really experienced it. Steve was stared and giggled out pretty often in Peru, but this was the first time anyone took our picture, at least that we were aware of.

When we finished our drink and went into the palace I was very surprised with how lovely and peaceful it was. The buildings were in the same style but they were mostly all falling a little into disrepair and it added to their charm. Most of the other classic styled buildings we’ve seen in Beijing have been repainted and refurbished so they look a little fake and just too clean. But these were nice and I had fun taking a few photos of some details in the architecture. There were trees everywhere which made it in even more drastic contrast from the Forbidden City. I could spend days there just relaxing and walking around and I can definitely see the appeal for it as a summer getaway. One of the big attractions was also a giant lake that took up about two thirds of the whole area. You could rent boats and paddle around and we even saw people fishing and catching crabs. We wandered around for hours just talking and enjoying the day. At one point I was posing on a pretty bridge with another bridge in the background. Steve had just finished taking my picture and was showing me the shots when a teenage or early 20s girl came up to me all bouncy and asked if I would be in a picture. At first I thought she wanted me to take her picture with her friends (we’d taken photos for people earlier in the day), but it turned out that her and her friends wanted to pose in a picture with me and Steve! It was hilarious! I couldn’t stop giggling the whole time! I wish I could see the photos! The best part was maybe that they took quite a few photos and people kept jumping into the photo from everywhere! It was a very large group of friends. We tried to talk to them a little afterwards, but all we could really think to say in Chinese was where we were from. The whole thing was just so funny! And to think that we were still in Beijing when it happened! I can’t wait to see how much attention we get when we travel to Pingyao tomorrow night and later on in our trip when we go to some pretty remote places. I wanted to give them my camera to take a photo for us, too, but it made me a little nervous to hand it over. They were very friendly, but they could have very easily been very friendly thieves. Sad that we have to think that way.

All-in-all we had a pretty good day. Tomorrow we plan to go to a museum and maybe walk around some more. Our train isn’t until 7 pm, so we have all day to kill. Hopefully we’ll also eat Peking duck. We keep putting it off (we were going to go tonight, but there was so much traffic that our bus ride was painfully slow and Steve is pretty exhausted from staying up late last night, so we just got off at our hostel and grabbed some food) . I really want to shop, but I’m trying to resist the urge since I’d have to carry it for a long time! I’ll shop just shop in Guilin and ship things back!

Beijing, China.

Friday night we went to see the Chinese Opera. I was really excited about it after hearing the old men sing at the park and really just hearing lots of random people singing around Beijing–on the street and in our hostel. But it wasn’t really what I expected. The costumes and make-up were really beautiful and the choreography was interesting and incredibly precise which was impressive, but the singing was horrible! I’m sure people like it. Obviously the Chinese like it or it wouldn’t have survived this long (one would hope). And we even met a girl in our hostel who really loves it. But to Steve, me, and (apparently) the rest of the audience it was like listening to some sad, desperate animal slowly die a very painful and drawn out death. It was awful!

The opera we saw was really three separate skits (which was a little disappointing on its own since there wasn’t one continuous storyline to follow like a play). I don’t know if this is standard or just what we got. The first skit started with a woman (a.k.a. dying animal) singing from offstage. There were two screens beside the stage with the Chinese characters and English translations of what she was saying. She had escaped a nunnery in order to find her love and live happily ever after. The whole skit was her trying to find a boat to catch up with her love; finding a boat and having trouble getting on; and rowing around looking for him. We never met the love or found out what happened with them. But the saving grace of this skit was the old man rower who was silly and antagonistic to the annoying escaped nun. Half hour later we changed to the second skit which was entirely just one woman in an elaborate outfit singing and twirling around. It was pretty boring and painful and the audience (which consisted mostly of Westerners and a couple handfuls of Indians) got audibly restless. About halfway through this half hour segment people started talking and not really trying to be quiet. I was embarassed for my fellow Westerners who were being so rude to the performers regardless if they (or we) were enjoying it or not.

The final skit started out well with four guys doing acrobatics and running around. And then from off stage we heard a woman’s voice and almost everyone in the theater very loudly sighed/cringed. It was awful but sort of funny that all these people from around the world had the same automatic reaction. Luckily this skit was slim on the singing and heavy on acrobatics, with the woman ‘fighting’ the four men in order to get a sacred herb to save her dying husband. She won, of course, in a crowd-pleasing show of juggling and flipping. It was nice that they ended with a big crowd pleaser since otherwise I think most people would have come away disgruntled. It was all-in-all pretty fun, even though we didn’t make it for our Peking duck feast beforehand since we were both stuffed from lunch!

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Beijing, China.

The last few days have been pretty uneventful. Tuesday morning we were back in class and felt crappy. After the sweltering heat on Monday, Tuesday was very muggy and humid and there was a haze of smog hanging over the city. I got a giant headache as soon as we left the hostel for class and it just got worse and worse the longer I was outside. Class was miserable for both Steve and me because we realized that we had studied wrong! We studied like crazy over the three day weekend to make sure we were caught up with the rest of the class, but we didn’t study the characters because we thought it was only a speaking class (a misunderstanding with the administration girl we talked to who wasn’t so great with her English). Almost the whole class Tuesday was reading characters of the words we had studied, but we couldn’t read them so it was sad and frustrating. Afterwards we decided to get food near school since I was feeling terrible and I thought it might help. We picked a restaurant nearby that had both pictures and English translations on the menu. we relied pretty heavily on the English translations since it was such a treat to have them. Big mistake. The translations were done very poorly. We ordered Deep fried shrimp which sounded (and looked) delicious, but turned out to be deep fried tiny fish whose batter was sweet and they even had colored sprinkles on top! Totally bizarre, greasy, and unappetizing. We also got eggplant in a garlic sauce that ended up being cold, pickled, spicy eggplant with some garlic on top. It was incredibly spicey and just tasted really weird with all the vinegar from the pickling. It was slimey and gross. We were both so sad (and hungry… I just ate my rice) that we ate again when we got to the little restaurant on the corner near our hostel which we love. The wonderful food there made up for all the badness at the other restaurant, but we were out a good chunk of change since the crap food was also expensive (not that expensive by Western standards, maybe $8, but expensive for Beijing and for not being able to stomach it).

After that I decided I was done for the day and I holed myself up in our newly empty dorm room with the air conditioning on, the windows shut and keeping out the pollution, and curled up on the little love seat with my book and a blanket. My headache eventually went away and I had a nice 3 hours of reading and relaxing while Steve went to the urban planning museum. He had a good time at the museum where he got in for free since there was a special Canadian exhibit and they were letting Canadians in for free. He told them he was an American, but they just said close enough! He also got a free Canada pin and a baseball hat so now he doesn’t have to worry about haggling over fake designer sunglasses! They had a couple of neat exhibits at the museum, including a scale model of Beijing which Steve really liked.

Wednesday was a much better day. We studied better Tuesday night and so class went really well for both of us. We ate sushi with two of our classmates which was delicious but a bit over our budget. But who cares! We’re being much looser with our budget since we’ve been in China. We were so tight with the purse strings in South America that we missed out on some fun things. We’re not making that mistake this time! Plus with volunteering for a month with free room and board, we’ll be saving a lot of our daily budget money, so we can afford to splurge a little now. Wednesday night we hung out with some of the people in the hostel and watched the closing ceremony for the Paralympics. I’d never even heard of them before, but we ended up watching quite a bit of it since there are t.v.s on the buses and subways that showed the games. It was really amazing and powerful watching people with physical disabilities compete in what are intrinsically physical events. Some of them, like the blind soccer, were really amazing! The closing ceremony was a bit of a cheese fest with everything very over the top. We were hanging out with a couple of Australians and a Brittish guy, who all knew an amazing amount about the Olympics. We really got an education. The Brittish guy was interested in seeing the torch hand off since the Summer Olympics will be in London in four years. Coming after China in something like this must be very difficult. I thought they did a good job of making their little performance their own, but it was a bit ridiculous in its pop culture. But what can you do.

Thursday morning I woke up not feeling very well. I didn’t sleep well the night before and I had another bad headache. So we decided to stay in for the day and just study on our own. It was nice, relaxing day and I had some yummy wonton soup and an oatmeal ice cream popsicle which was fantastic! Who would have thought that oatmeal ice cream would be any good, let alone delicious! This country’s food just keeps amazing me!

Today has been good so far, too. We went to class and were a little behind, but we have the weekend to practice and catch up again. Our teacher is going to be gone next week, which is our last week of the class, and I’m curious about our new teacher. We had a delicious just a little while ago and tonight we’re having a date night! We got tickets for the Chinese Opera tonight and beforehand we’re going to splurge on Peking duck, the city’s big speciality. I’m excited both about the food and the opera. They were beautiful costumes and elaborate make up, and if we go to the theater at seven we can watch them putting on their make up! I can’t wait! I’m also looking forward to this weekend. Sunday we’re finally going to the Great Wall! We tried to pick a day where the weather report looked good, so hopefully it’ll be a pretty day for us. It’s our last weekend in Beijing, so we want to make the most of it.

We’re already getting a plan ready for where we’re going after Beijing. I’ve let our volunteer place (V.E.T.) know that we’ll be arring in Guilin in the beginning of November, so we have one full month to travel South through China and make it to Guilin. So far we plan to go to a little city that still has most of its original architecture, even a wall all around the city. And then to Xi’an where we’ll go see the Terracota Warriors. I’m excited about seeing the warriors especially since the first time I’d ever heard of them was four years ago in Berlin when I’d just met Steve. There was a traveling exhibition of them that was in Berlin and there were signs everywhere advertising for them. None of us knew what they were really, so I couldn’t garner any enthusiasm for going to see them. But now Steve and I can finally go see them and in China! It’ll be very exciting!

I think I’ve mentioned the funny crotchless pants that babies and toddlers wear here, but I’ve noticed them around more and more lately and I just feel like I need to emphasize how weird it is to me! When we were on the subway the other day there was a toddler with crotchless pants just sitting on her dad’s lap! And I’ve seen people still carrying around their babies without anything between the pooper and their arm! Why don’t these babies and toddlers poo all over their parents?! Or do they and no one cares? I mean really, there’s no underwear and diaper or anything. It’s just pants with a slit from right above the butt down and around to right below the belly button. This just seems like a recipe for disaster for me. I almost want to buy a little crotchless suit for my niece Sophia to see how my sister deals with it! I just don’t get it. Maybe I’ll work up the nerve at some point to ask an English speaker how it works.

Beijing, China.

What a long day! Today we went to the Forbidden City. After our usual breakfast of a giant bowl of ramen noodles, we headed out taking the bus for the first time. It was pretty easy, fast, and comfortable, so I think we might take it more often. We’ve been taking the subway a lot, which is also really nice, but it is often very crowded. I think we’ve gotten seats once and that was at night. Today was very, very hot. Our hostel posts the day’s weather forecast by the door every day and I guess I haven’t gotten used to the metric system yet because I didn’t realize how hot 31 degrees celsius is! There were also perfectly clear skies, so the sun was just blaring down at us. Steve broke his sunglasses in Peru somewhere and we’ve yet to replace them, so he was practically blinded by the bright sun. We ended up buying an umbrella (something we’ve been meaning to do anyway) which saved both of us, I think! At least it provided a little circle of shade.

We got off the bus near Tian’anmen Square, the site of the famous riots. It’s touted as the world’s biggest public square and houses Mao’s mausoleum right in the center (and supposedly his preserved body on display, but it might also be made of wax–a little creepy either way). After the mostly leafy squares in South America that had benches in the shade, fountains, and flowers everywhere  I was a little disappointed by Tian’anmen Square. It was pretty literally just a giant empty block with barely a tree or flower in sight (there were a few flower displays for the Olympics). Communist architecture at its finest, I suppose. We accidentally wandered into a park beside the square that we had to pay 3 yuan for (like fifty cents). But we quickly realized our mistake and backtracked out and then through a big wall (and under a giant photo of Mao) that marked the entrance to the Forbidden City.

The city itself was giant and crowded and was pretty amazing for the shear size and scope of it. There were buildings everywhere, all in the same fancy style (I have no idea what it’s called). I didn’t know much about the city before we went. We read a little about it–that the Emperor lived there and barely every left. And that the only males allowed inside the city were eunichs so he didn’t have to worry about them sleeping with his women. But from a tourist perspective I think I expected something more than just building after building like we’d already seen in different parks and at Prince Gong’s Palace. I guess since it was so extensive and so many people used to live there I expected more displays of how the houses were set up inside and what all the buildings were used for (they all had fun names like the Hall of Supreme Harmony or the Palace of Prolonging Happiness–that one looked like it was falling down or had gone through a fire or something! Sadly, the Hall of Literary Brilliance was off limits). Instead it was just building after building with soem of the main halls having a giant throne inside. But those you couldn’t go inside. It was neat, but a little disappointing. And also barren of trees which we painfully noticed since it was so hot! At the very end of the city there was an Imperial Garden which was pretty with very old cyprus trees being held up by metal poles! It added to the feeling that they were very tired and ancient trees (and also that at any moment one could fall on our head!) I had a nice time taking photos of some of the little details around the palace, though. I think the little touches here and there like door knockers or the ends of the eaves are much more interesting after a while than the big picture. In the big picture all the buildings look the same, but focused in they’re more personal.

After making it through we were both completely drained of energy and starving! We ended up eating at a restaurant close to the city so a little more expensive, but still very good. We got eggplant yet again. I really love eggplant. And each time we’ve ordered it it’s been cooked differently so it doesn’t even feel like we’re eating it a lot. I also finally figured out that in our travel book eggplant is called aubergine. It’s a Brittish book and apparently they don’t call eggplant, eggplant. I think aubergine might also be French and Spanish since in Ecuador our hostel in Quito was L’Aubergine and had an eggplant by it. I’m learning so much about the world!

When we finally made it back to our hostel we turned up the air conditioner and I was asleep before Stephen made it back from the bathroom! I had a headache from all the sun and was just completely pooped out. Now it’s getting close to eight here and neither of us is hungry since we had such a late lunch, so we might not get dinner tonight. Maybe we’ll pick up a snack later if we need one. Tomorrow morning we go back to class, and I’m excited! Today we had the day off because of the holiday yesterday and we’re making up for it by having class this Saturday. We’re going to try to go to the Great Wall on Sunday since it’ll be our last full day in Beijing, unless we stay longer after the class is over. But we probably won’t unless we don’t make it to the wall on Sunday. There’s so much to see before going to Guilin. We have a rough itinerary of what we want to see planned out, so that’s good. But we’re flexible, as always.

We had to change rooms in our hostel since a group of eight had reservations for our room. It’s a bit of a bummer since our other room was so nice. This room is small and crowded with four sets of bunkbeds and it was a complete mess (and smelly) when we got in there. The source of the mess left this morning (we’ve stayed there two nights so far) and the other bunkmate moved to a different room, so we were able to clean up after his mess. I think the worse thing about all of his trash was that most of it was half full bottles of water. Such a waste. The big group is leaving on Wednesday and we’ve already arranged to move back to our old room. Even without the messy guy this room is still right in front of the check in area so we literally have to walk through people whenever we want to get in or out. It’s annoying. Especially in the morning when you’re half asleep and you have to walk through everyone to get to the bathroom. Oh well. Two more nights in the crappy room and then we move back to our nice big quiet room away from all of the hub bub.

Beijing, China.

Today (Sunday) is the mid-autumn festival in China. It’s a festival celebrating family through the idea that on this day the moon is at its fullest and biggest and even if your family is far away you can all look at the same moon and feel closer together. Tonight I will be looking at the moon and thinking of my family who are usually pretty far away since they live across the U.S. from me, but are now very, very far away. So far that they can’t even look at the moon at the same time as me! But that’s okay. It’ll be a nice symbolic gesture all the same. On this day Chinese people also eat and share moon cakes. Moon cakes are little round cakes with Chinese characters decorating the top and filled with different things like nuts and fruits. We accidentally ate one at a bakery a few days ago not realizing what it was and they were okay. So instead of eating a moon cake today we’re going to get a moon ice cream cake from the dairy queen near our hostel! We’ve seen lots of people coming out of there with little, hand-sized moon ice cream cakes and it seems like a nice way to get a yummy ice cream treat while also celebrating the holiday!

Today we’ve decided to be lazy. After days of walking around the very large city seeing sites, we need a break. Yesterday we walked around the different shopping districts looking at everything from pearls and jade to giant replicas of the terracota warriors and silk clothing. Some of the malls are very geared towards tourists with everyone yelling at you “Hey Lady, so pretty, try on jewelry!” I’ve never been called “lady” so many times in my life. I don’t think I like it. But some of the other stores were very relaxed and we weren’t bothered too much. I bought a little calligraphy kit and a book to practice writing some of the Chinese characters I’m learning. We went to a trial Chinese class on Friday and even though we missed four lessons (it started on Monday), we did pretty well so decided to stay and keep taking it for the next two weeks. It was a real bargain at only 300 yuan each for 10 classes, 1 1/2 hours a class. In U.S. dollars that’s about $3/hour! There are three other girls in our class and they all seem very nice. So I think we’re going to really enjoy it. Already it’s been very helpful in just making sure we’re pronouncing the couple words we already knew correctly! And we learned a few new things like asking someone’s name and how are you. I’m really enjoying it, and I’m exciting about also learning the characters to help decipher some of the signs or write things down if I can’t remember how to pronounce them!

But I guess we’re not going to be completely lazy today since we’re going to start planning out where we’re going to go after Beijing and when we think we’ll arrive in Guilin so we can let the volunteering place know to expect us. We’re thinking about planning on being there around the beginning of November and then if we run out of time on the way down to see everything we want to see we can always go on weekend excursions to places nearby Guilin or go to the places we missed that are farther away after our month of volunteering.

We took a day off of site seeing yesterday, too, and opted for the shopping since we were both getting burnt out on the Chinese architecture. The same thing happened to me in Italy when we were visiting lots of museums. After a while I just couldn’t appreciate the artwork anymore. It all started to look the same. And with the Chinese architecture and Buddhist statues, they all sort of look the same, so the burn out hit me quicker this time. I think we’ll probably go to the Forbidden city tomorrow or next weekend in order to have a full day there but also to appreciate it better. Our Chinese lessons take up the whole morning between getting there and getting back, so we only have a few full days in order to do the Great Wall and the Forbidden City. Everything else we want to see can be done in the afternoons.