Friday, March 27, 2009

March 23 - April 2

On Monday (March 23), I went to my Government class from 1 p.m. to 4 p.m. and then returned home to relax for the rest of the day.


The next day, I went to Chinese class, to a noodles restaurant by our apartment with Kevin and Marissa for lunch, and returned home. I worked on homework and my blog until the evening when Marit and I watched Sex and the City.


On Wednesday, I woke up around 11:30 a.m. and headed to Culture class around 1 p.m.. After Culture class, I returned home to blog and then headed to dinner at a new restaurant with Kevin, Gloria, Christie and Jared. We ate outside and shared our dishes, which included shredded potatoes, beef, rice and vegetables. After dinner, I returned home and helped Marit clean the apartment.


On March 26, I went to Chinese and then got lunch with Gloria by the apartment. I returned home to take a shower and went to Crayon Club for my internship. At Crayon Club, Wang Yan wanted me to write down instructions for games, so Wilma told me how the games are played and then I wrote down the directions. We finished about five games and returned home to talk to Joey, take a nap and then study for my Chinese test the next day.


On Friday, I had my Chinese test in the morning, grabbed some baozi and ran into Da Bing (the guy from the hair salon) on my way back home. At home, I napped for about 45 minutes before I had to go to my Cuisine class. Gloria, Christie, Emma and I shared a cab there, but they were heading to Tiger Leaping Gorge right after class. I didn't want to take a cab back home by myself and Will offered me a ride on the back of his bike for about half of the way. This proved to be uncomfortable, but still somewhat fun. I walked to the bus stop and took a bus the rest of the way. About 2 hours after cooking class had ended, I was finally home. I relaxed there for the rest of the night.


On Saturday, I was supposed to go back to Crayon Club to ask the older students questions about school, but I completely forgot about it. I only remembered the next day about it and felt horrible about it. Instead, I blogged for most of the day.


On Sunday, I did homework, blogged and relaxed until about 6 p.m. when I was supposed to teach English. Kimmy, one of Emma's and Marit's friends, asked Emma if she and her friends could teach English, so I volunteered to teach that evening. Kimmy brought three kids, from grades five through seven, (two of whom came later on that evening) to my apartment. Kimmy told me to teach them about food, so I began by teaching them the different names of fruits and vegetables. I used my laptop to show them pictures of the fruits and vegetables so they could associate the names with the pictures. Kimmy then suggested that we go to the grocery store right down the street, so at about 7 p.m., the five of us (the three students, Kimmy and myself) went to the store and I showed them the fruits and vegetables that we had just gone over. The students were pretty good, especially one of the boys named Henry. I had a girl, who was shy but smart, and another boy, who was the most energetic and hyper of the group. Around 8:15 p.m. we returned back to my apartment complex where I left Kimmy and the students and went back to my apartment as Kimmy went to meet the parents.


On Monday (March 30), I took a shower in the morning, walked to my Government class, and returned home to do some research for my essay for Economy class. I also did some homework, blogged, and sent some emails. I went to get some take-out fried rice for dinner and then did some more research until I went to bed.


The next day, I went to my Chinese class in the morning, Calligraphy in the afternoon, and Economy in the evening. I then returned home to do more research for my paper before going to sleep.

On Wednesday (April 1), I went to my Culture class and met with Mabel afterwards. The two of us went to Starbucks, where we stayed for a while talking about various things. We then went to eat hot pot. This time, however, Mabel treated me to fish hot pot. She ordered one fish that the waiter boiled in the oil for us. The fish was delicious, but we felt that we would still be hungry, so Mabel ordered some smaller fish for us. By the end of the meal, we were both getting stuffed. We finished as much as we could and left. We noticed it was raining outside and ran to Mabel's car. We were pretty wet by the time we reached her car. Mabel drove me home where I surfed the internet for a little while before going to sleep.


On Thursday, I had Chinese class in the morning and met Marissa after class. The two of us went to eat lunch with a couple of classmates and then took the bus to Roots and Shoots, an English school that teaches children about the environment while also teaching them English. They told us they needed interns to teach English to young kids. Marissa and I were interested in doing this, so we took the bus to their office after we finished lunch. We got off the bus where we were supposed to, but still didn't know where exactly the office was. We asked around and got to the area the office was in, but couldn't find the exact building. I called the woman that was going to interview us and asked her if she could meet us downstairs to take us to the office. She, however, told us she couldn't come down and told us to go into the building that was in front of us. We went into it, but realized it was an apartment building, not an office building. We called her again and eventually she came down to meet us. We walked through the first set of buildings, down an alley and to another building that her office was in. I don't know how she expected us to find that building since it was so hidden. Anyways, she interviewed us and told us more about the program. We told her we our schedule and availability and she told us she would contact us after Spring break to let us know when she needed us to teach. I contacted her after I came back from Spring break, but she replied telling me she would contact me later to teach since they hadn't figured out the program schedule yet. I never heard from her after that and didn't feel like pursuing it any further because I was only going to be in Chengdu for less than a month. After the interview, Marissa and I went home where I did some research for my paper and worked on my blog.

Chongqing (March 22)

We all woke up around 7 a.m., checked out of the hostel, and headed to the People's Grand Concert Hall. Jeremy, however, was not going to join us. Instead, he was going to buy the train tickets for our return to Chengdu later that day and meet up with us at our next destination, Ciqikou (an ancient town).

The square in front of the People's Grand Concert Hall, which is behind me. At the other side of the square (the tan glass building in the picture below) is the Three Gorges Museum. Unfortunately, we didn't have enough time to go into the museum.

A 360 view of the square and the Concert Hall

A woman stretching in the square



People practicing sword Tai Chi by the square

The People's Grand Concert Hall


The stage in the Hall





From the People's Grand Concert Hall, Erik, Marissa, Magnus, Caitlin and I headed to Ciqikou, Chongqing's ancient town. This ancient town is different from other ones I had been to because, even though it was very touristy, many people still lived here. We also found Jeremy here after searching for a while since these ancient towns are like mazes because the buildings are so close together and everything looks the same.
The entrance to Ciqikou and the touristy area with shops, food and souvenirs.



Erik and Magnus (with his wonderful expression) in front of a haunted house in the ancient town.



The residents of the ancient town, whom we found as we walked further in.



Some of the delicacies found in the ancient town, which includes all parts of the pig (stomach, tail, feet, etc.)



A man in his house in Ciqikou watching t.v. and reading the newspaper.


Another room in the ancient town that appeared to be abandoned.


Children walking to the entrance of Ciqikou.




A man whom we passed carrying one dead and one alive goose, who naturally was trying to escape.


Another man walking towards the entrance of the ancient town with all of his supplies.


We then left Ciqikou and went back to downtown Chongqing where the underground markets are located. Jeremy and Magnus waited at McDonald's while the rest of us went to check out the underground markets. According to Jeremy (who lived in Chongqing during the Fall semester of 2008), there are many levels of these underground markets, and the further down you go, the more dangerous it is. We only went to the first level, so I have no idea if this is true.
Unfortunately, Marissa had gone to the bank and realized she had lost her credit card. Jeremy called the hostel and asked me if they could look for it. We felt bad for Marissa because this had already happened to her before and she knew her Dad would be angry with her. In the meantime, we still went to the market since there was little we could do.
The underground markets can be seen in the bottom of this picture.


The shops on the first level mainly sold women's clothing. I stayed with Marissa who wanted to buy some clothes and I helped her barter for a shirt, which was pretty fun. The shirt started out at about 100 RMB or so and I told the lady 20 RMB and of course she said no. But kept persisting to pay 20 RMB and kept walking away when she said no. Eventually, she finally gave up as we were leaving and we got the shirt for 30 RMB. Caitlin bartered some pants for Marissa, who ended up paying 60 RMB for a pair that started at about twice as much.









They also sold home and bathroom supplies, such a toilets, lamps, fans, lights, etc..







At this point, Jeremy called the hostel again to check if they had found Marissa's credit card. They said they hadn't and Marissa and Jeremy went to the hostel to see if they could find it themselves. The rest of us stayed at McDonald's. Caitlin, Erik and I were getting hungry, so we went to dinner at a Chinese restaurant and ordered some noodles and fried dumplings. We then also went and bought some snacks for the train. We returned to McDonald's and the four of us (Magnus, Erik, Caitlin and I) took a taxi to the train station shortly thereafter. The taxi tried taking two different ways, but both were backed up with traffic. On his third try,however, he did make it through smoothly and we arrived at the train station with time to spare. We met up with Marissa and Jeremy (who unfortunately did not find her credit card) and went inside to a restaurant to play cards. Although no one was really sitting in the restaurant, they tried to kick us out. We eventually left and went to stand in line for our train.
Standing in line for our train, next to the bathrooms and the smoking room, so it smelled great there.


We didn't actually get seats on the train, so we just sat in some random seats hoping the people whose seats we were in wouldn't show up. I was the last one to be kicked out of my seat and then we had the option of either standing or sitting on the floor, which I evidently did. The guy next to me did give up his seat for me for quite a while. We began talking to him and asked him if he wanted to play cards with us, which he didn't.



The nice view from the train.



We arrived in Chongqing at night around 9 or 10 p.m. and Magnus, Caitlin, Marissa and I went to stand in line for taxis while Jeremy and Erik went to buy Erik train tickets for Shanghai. They came back soon, but didn't join us in line. Instead, they decided to walk back home. I shared a taxi with Magnus and once we arrived at the apartments, I said goodnight to him and went home to sleep.



Chongqing (March 21)

From Dazu Grotto, we took the bus to Chongqing, arrived in the afternoon and took a taxi to the hostel. We got out of the taxi and didn't know where the hostel was so we walked in the wrong direction for about 5 minutes, talked to a woman at the hostel and turned back around to walk in the right direction. The woman then met us on the sidewalk and showed us the way to the hostel. We checked into the hostel, got settled and walked around Chongqing.

The hostel


Our room



Walking around town

A dead rat on the sidewalk


The shopping center in downtown Chongqing with the People's Liberation Monument in the middle.

We then went to dinner at a sushi restaurant for an all-you-can-eat sushi buffet for 48 RMB. It was awesome because we were just making jokes and having fun and the food was delicious. We all stuffed ourselves until we couldn't eat anymore. The sushi came on this conveyor belt by us, so all we had to do was pick up the sushi we wanted and start eating. I felt like I was at an airport waiting for my luggage. :)


The People's Liberation Monument



On the way to the cable car.





In the cable car


View from the cable car


The six of us went to a square to see where the Yangtze and Jialing rivers meet.


We then returned to the hostel where Jeremy and I played pool on a very crooked pool table and then got ready for bed.

Dazu Grotto Again (March 21)

On March 21, I woke up around 7:30 a.m., got ready and went downstairs for breakfast. I sat with Wentao and talked to her about various things. She told me about her upcoming business trip to Las Vegas during Spring break and how she didn't really want to go. Anyways, around 9 a.m. we checked out of the hotel and drove to Baoding hill to visit the famous Grotto.

The Grotto





The horrible punishments suffered in the Nether World: a guy being stabbed by a huge pole and a man being run over by a large wheel.

Some of the deadly sins: drinking alcohol, being promiscuous, and disobeying one's parents.



I was told this is the "Mona Lisa" of China


If I'm not mistaken, this "filial piety" is what differentiates Indian Buddhism from Chinese Buddhism. Indians don't believe that a Buddha should have contact with his family.

The story about the following picture is about Sakyamuni when he was poor. He had to go around begging for food and finally got three pieces of bread from a stranger. He gave the two pieces of bread to his mother and father and, being the good son he was, saved the third piece of bread (seen in his belt on the right) for his parents so that they could eat it at a later time.

I believe in this one Sakyamuni cut out a chunk of his arm to help feed his parents.

Sakyamuni taking care of his dying father as he lay on his deathbed.





The drainage system, so that the water would not destroy the carvings.


The huge Sakyamuni Buddha




Literally, the thousand armed Buddha. Unfortunately, it was undergoing renovation, so we couldn't really see it.

His face
Some of the many hands









The following two pictures show the taming of buffalo, which are a metaphor on how to become a good Buddhist and person. In the first picture, the buffalo are still wild and untrained.


But after some discipline and punishment, the buffalo have been trained, seen below.


Inside a cave (I wasn't supposed to take pictures, but this is on one of the sides of the cave. At the front are three Buddhas.)


The emperor and his wife.

The character on the wall, "fu", means good fortune, so the people have to stand several feet in front of it, close their eyes, try to walk in a straight line, and touch it in the center. The ones that succeed have good fortune. I tried doing it and was not able to touch it at all.

Part of the park that the Grotto is in.


We left the Grotto around noon and drove to our restaurant for lunch where Jared and I talked to an American principle who was there with some Chinese women discussing implementing Chinese into her school's curriculum.

The restaurant that we went to for lunch with cool huts (eating rooms) on the water. We didn't get to eat in them, however.

The sign says "Outerspace Breeding Scientific Research Facilities"


After lunch, six of us (Magnus, Erik, Jeremy, Caitlin, Marissa, and I) were dropped off at the bus stop where we then went to Chongqing.