old china, young china: getting pictures taken where the emperor once stood


      

Hello from Beijing.

Monday, March 29, 2004


We have guests! Our first visitors, Rick and Alissa (of California fame), are here for 9 days. What else could we do but whisk them off to Shanghai? The kids there took us out for a mighty good time: eating, bowling, go-karting, sightseeing, more eating. And we even randomly ran into Hong Kong-ers Tricia and Bruce, also weekend-ing in China's most cosmopolitan city. All in all, a great time. Now we're back in Beijing and on the grand sightseeing tour. Stay tuned for more photo ops from what you too can expect if you come and visit.




delicious shanghai dumplings


public phone, anyone?


at the famous crooked bridge



we waited an hour for the finest dumplings in shanghai


bowling shoes are the best


that's nida, executing perfect bowling form


bowling rocks. but bowling in shanghai rocks the most.


go kart racing! highly addictive.


numbering the camo-style trees



the atrium at the grand hyatt in pudong


Monday, March 22, 2004


This weekend, we went to Qufu, the home of Confucius. It is in the middle of Shandong Province, south of Beijing. Here's how I would describe it: gray. Very gray. Like many of China's industrial areas, the pollution hangs in a thick blanket over the city skylines and mountains. But, even in the most touristy, tacky, hazy areas, you can still find tiny, perfect moments, like the guy who stretches fresh dough to make noodles.

It was an exhausting trip: An overnight train Friday night to Taian, the nearest city to Qufu; a day of constant sightseeing, followed by beers and foot massages (a must in China); an early start the next day to climb Mount Taishan, one of China's big mountains; another foot massage (why fight it?); an overnight train from Jinan to Beijing, getting in early this morning. I need to go to bed.

It was my first trip in China where I went to a place where foreigners are not a common sight. Imagine the stares our little group of Westerners got while climbing the mountain; when we stopped to take picture of the scenery, other people took pictures of us. At first, they'd try to do the drive-by photo: Sort of I'll stand near you and pretend I'm posing on my own while my friend snaps a picture with us both in it. After awhile, we offered to pose with them; they were so excited to have their photo taken with us, how could I not? I sort of like the idea that every time they flip through their photo album, there I'll be: sweaty, smelly, tired, but a bona fide foreigner.


the "model worker" looks over taian's main square


sadly, our tour group did not have to wear hats


inside the confucius temple


pony! pony!


delicious-looking radish, at the entrance to confucius forest


why, hello there.


have i mentioned i have a thing for chinese babies?


a new grave in the forest, where confucius' descendants are buried


a funeral procession drives by


small tree, anyone?




at the dai temple in taian


for offerings



mount taishan cable cars: as scary as it looks


just making some delicious noodles


a flock of sheep stroll down taian's main street.


taian nightlife: one bar, but plenty of places to do karaoke on the street


monkey!


at a local bird market


that also had a box of puppies for sale, together now: awwwwww.


it's very common to get your bird back to his roots by hanging him in a tree

And! Happy birthday, mom!

Thursday, March 18, 2004
I don't really have any pictures today, mostly because the new night job (soon to be the only job) requires so many. Yep, I'm taking pictures of people drinking in Beijing: Check 'em out here. If you look closely, you'll see a few of me: It's amazing how many people, after I ask to take their pic, ask to take MY pic. Occasionally, I oblige. But only occasionally.

Also: I'm coming home! Yes, I'm heading back to the states on April 7, for nearly two weeks. Most of the time will be spent in Delaware (oh, Goodwill, I can't wait to see you) and New York (oh, Central Park, how I miss you, too). I'm accepting offers for quality time now: Ryan's already promised to secure me a ticket to the Ben Kweller/Death Cab for Cutie concert at the Troc (some of you may recall my last show there, the infamous Lemonheads debacle). Good, fun live music again. Oh, I cannot wait.

I heard it was girl scout cookie time. Is this true? So. Insanely. Jealous. (Also: Ommmmm... samoas.)

Sunday, March 7, 2004


I went to the Temple of Heaven today just for you. Truthfully, I haven't had a lot of opportunities to take pictures these days. But it's finally getting nicer (blue skies! non-frigid temperatures! less howling wind!) which sort of makes this an opportune time for Chinese New Year's Resolution #11: get out and see the sights. It's true, I've been here for four months and not yet been to the Great Wall of China. Today, we started small: the Temple of Heaven, or Tiantan, on the south side of the city.



old people + silly costumes = always amusing



We also hit the Tenbridge "Heaven & Hell" charity ball, which provided a vast array of neon party favors, which in turn provided so many photo opportunities.




getting ready to break out the bike again!

Also: Welcome, fellow Delawareans! I'm so honored to have been named the inaugural "Blog of the Day" over at Ryan's official News Journal blog. Really, it was an honor just to be nominated. Er. If I wasn't so tired, I'd probably be jumping up and down on the bed or something. However. Instead: Zzzzzz...

Hi, I'm Betsy, and I'm in China. Whooo. I arrived on October 30, 2003 (and started this site shortly thereafter), to chronicle my adventures. Stick around, it should be fun.

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