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Saturday, March 21st, 2009

By Rach, who is trying to make sure everyone eats enough veges
Xi-an, China

At home to eat Chinese (unless you cook it yourself) usually means chow mein or chop suey with a choice of black bean beef, chilli lemon chicken or sweet-n-sour pork. And it costs about $8 a takeaway container.

In China it’s altogether a different story, and while I’m sure you COULD pay top dollar in a swish restaurant, our budget limits us to more modest establishments.

  1. Steamed pau: 8 little ones for less than a dollar or a big one for 30 cents
  2. A plate big enough to be shared between two for lunch full of noodles and vegetables for $1.25

    All this, with a good dollop of chilli paste, is eaten in the crisp air down a wee alley at a grubby table shared by other locals, mainly workers from a nearby construction site. Complimentary brewed-in-the-bowl tea is thrown in too (or should I say brewed-in-the-plastic-bag?)

  3. Bread disks at 50 cents a pop

  4. Half a papaya: $1
    Oh how this made us remember the wonderful tropical fruit further south.
  5. Filled rolls: less than 30 cents each
    The rolls sit waiting on a slow-burning fire, staying warm and crispy. When you order one, the lady slits it open and fills it with spicy chickpeas and sweetcorn and a range of vegetables, fermented and otherwise, or fungi – you choose.

  6. Dumplings: ten for a dollar or free at the hostel’s Wednesday night dumpling party

           
                      
                      

  7. Big plate of fried rice = 5 yuan
    Big plate of vegetables = 3.5 yuan
    In other words, dinner for 11 people = $17.71

We could buy a McDonalds combo for $4.84, but apart from the food-factor, I think you can see why we won’t be in China!

prices in NZ$ – pretty much halve it for US$ or Euros

this is *really* China

Friday, March 20th, 2009

by the Mama
Xi’an, China

I peeked out the window, wondering if yet again a train journey would bring an entirely different morning view. Sure enough! We seemed to be in a desert with towering sanddunes, many of which with dark caves cut into the sides. Thinking they might disappear any moment, I urged everyone, “Look! Come and look!” But there was to be no shortage of caves or sandy hills to keep us pondering. Manmade or natural? Purpose? Size? (hard to tell from a distance, and maybe small entrances would open up to large interior caverns?)

Although the landscape was dotted with trees, nothing was green. Apart from white blossoms, everything was brown and looked barren, desolate. We wondered again. How do they irrigate? (we notice an aqueduct in part-answer to our question, but it is considerably lower than many of the orchards and garden plots). Does it rain much?(annual rainfall 50cm) It’s the end of winter-  shouldn’t the ground be wet? (not when the rains come in summer).
The sandy hills give way to a deep canyon. Rocks line the almost-dry riverbed. Way off in the distance I notice one of the fast-disappearing hills is sliced in half – a road is being put through.
Then there are trees. Acres and acres of them. While many are still winter-dormant, others are heralding spring’s arrival. Their trunks stand in bare brown earth and we marvel at the mystery of them being able to blossom and bear fruit in such a bleak environment. A miracle that reminds us to take note of God’s hand everywhere.
We notice the earth some more. Dabbed on houses, rammed into walls surrounding garden plots and entire villages. Often crumbling away.
The towns are full of the characteristic sloping roofs. Buildings huddle together; they have survived another harsh winter.

We are looking at the picturebook image of rural China that we had subconsciously been carrying. And when we reach Xi’an someone verbalises it, “This is what I thought China would be like.”

Our hostel is just inside the walls of the old town, the oldest remaining intact city walls in China. Substantial they are, walls built to keep invading nomads out, and all surrounded by a moat.

 

The hostel itself is a converted Chinese courtyard house, sympathetically decorated with antique furniture and local cloth doorway hangings. Inviting clusters of cushion-filled chairs are arranged in the interior-but-open-to-the-sky courtyards. Looking up we see kites flying.
Outside on the street, all the buildings are old. And they just *look* Chinese.
See what I mean?…….

power plays pollution

Thursday, March 19th, 2009
by Rachael Shanghai, China….heading westwards on another overnight train We thought it was polluted yesterday, but when we went out this morning we could not – initially – even see across the river. An intense searching second look revealed an incredibly ... [Continue reading this entry]

*unedumacated*

Wednesday, March 18th, 2009
by Rach Shanghai, China

 

When we were planning our northern China leg we had no idea what there was to see or do in Shanghai. In fact, if it were not for the fact that ... [Continue reading this entry]

from the middle bunk

Tuesday, March 17th, 2009
By Rachael onwards to Shanghai, China

 

We wake to rural vistas blurring past the window. It would seem every square inch of land not used for housing or roads in this country, which is home ... [Continue reading this entry]

* vibrant * pulsating * electric *

Monday, March 16th, 2009
By Speedygonzales from Hong Kong to China on overnight train, heading north “Vibrant, pulsating and electric.” So said a family member of Hong Kong. Weaving through the evening crowd to the Night Market last night, it was all of the above. Fairy ... [Continue reading this entry]

Museum Mecca

Sunday, March 15th, 2009
by Rachael, who enjoys history much more than science Hong Kong

You name it, there’s a museum about it here. From Dr Sun Yat Sen to Coastguard Services, from police to science to history. And ... [Continue reading this entry]

Cheapskates Do The Peak

Saturday, March 14th, 2009
by Rach Hong Kong We told you the other day we’d probably make it up Victoria Peak. We also told you we’d more than likely do it on the cheap. And we did. Instead of taking the iconic cable-car, we ... [Continue reading this entry]

unicycle hockey

Friday, March 13th, 2009
by the Mama, who had to stay home with the babies ;-) Hong Kong as requested……

We can do it too!

Almost.

*magical*

Friday, March 13th, 2009

By Rach (who left her knitting at home this day) Hong Kong “It was worth lots of ice creams,” Lboy8 commented as we strolled away from the most breathtaking fireworks display. Boom after boom of colour had sprinkled and spiralled ... [Continue reading this entry]