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China August 1-10/2000 An inauspicious beginning. As we approach Sydney to make the International connection to Shanghai our pilot informs us that the control tower at Sydney has had a power failure and we have been diverted to Canberra for refuelling Once on the ground in Canberra we are refuelled and sit for 45 minutes waiting for Sydney to tell us all is fixed. Landing now 50 minutes after our connecting flight is scheduled to take off we head for the International terminal to discover that the flight has left leaving 8 passengers behind. Spending the afternoon and evening at a local Sydney hotel is not the ideal way to start our next adventure. Instead of landing in Shanghai the evening of August 1st with a full day of sightseeing scheduled for day 2, we are now flying out of Sydney at 2200 hrs for Tokyo, transferring to JAL at 0650 and arriving a day and a half late on Aug. 2 at 1215. Shanghai The night-lights of the city are spectacular. Buildings are light with brilliant different coloured lights. Most of the trees are also a glow with spotlights. Being a city with no mountains or trees, the vegetation has been planted in thick groves to represent mini forests which give this air- polluted, crowded like New York City, a softer feel. Guilin Guilin is a magnificent city nestled in the river valley of the 465-kilometer long Li River. Small mountain peaks puncture the valley floor to keep the 650,000 city inhabitants touched by nature. The city buildings are only 6 8 stories high so the mountains can always be seen. The valley is referred to as a 100 mile long picture gallery. With one foot in the past and the other in the future, tourism is booming. The "traffic" here is more exciting than in Shanghai. There are no lanes or centre lines to worry about. You pass even into on coming traffic. It is dodge ball at its finest. The mix is mesmerizing. As we cruised on the Li River we found ourselves amongst many tourist boats. (The tour boats were not that dissimilar to the busses travelling the Ice Fields Parkway). Little villages dotted the countryside with farmers working in their rice fields and water buffalo pulling the plough. We saw the famous Cormorant Fishermen. The cormorants have a string around their necks to prevent them from swallowing the larger catch, they dive for fish and when they return to the boat the fish are unceremoniously regurgitiated by the fisherman and the comorants are ordered back in to continue the fishing. The training takes about 1 year and each are given names. Each fisherman has 7 or 8 birds and fish from bamboo rafts as the pole upand down the river. Truly it is a very unique place on the planet. Xian (ch-an) Beijing We found a great little local neighborhood restaurant. The proprietor could not speak English but someone had written the menu for him, in pencil on apage torn from an excercise book and had translated it into English. It was the best Chinese Food we had tasted. Until that moment I was beginning to think that "overseas" Chinese Food was better than "mainland" Chinese Food. The Forbidden City was "interesting" The Great Wall was not as spectacular as we had thought. I guess I have seen just too many pictures. Its phenominal length is it most commanding feature and of course, standing on one part of it, surrounded by tourists, is no way to get a feeling of this. The Astronauts definitely had the best view. As China races towards modernization at warp 9, if you do nothing else, try to visit before they have completed the conversion. It is almost too late already. One can remain in the trappings of tourism and never see the mix. |