Monday, November 23, 2015

My Days in Beijing - Day Three

This day was a very long day.  Lots of walking, lots of people and lots of sunshine, which doesn't serve someone dealing with the autoimmune disease, lupus, very well.  Too much sun, even in all its glory, can be vicious to a lupus warrior.

Same routine.  Gerry and I enjoyed an early morning breakfast at the Seasonal Tastes restaurant. I'm really missing the tuna sushi that I enjoyed two days ago.  The restaurant didn't put out the same dishes as the day before in some of the food stations.  That tuna sushi was the yummiest.  I'm sure there's a proper name for that sushi.  I don't know it, I just eat it.
We finally met the rest of our tour director's group.  I was sure they'd like Angie as much as I did. Our group filled a bus.  There are other Viking groups that filled buses, and I'm thinking, "Wow, Viking truly has a hold in the tourism market in China."  

We drove around Beijing the previous evening for some night views of the sites.  Seeing Tiananmen Square in the daylight was very impressive, more so than at night.  Angie said we had to be at the square early in the morning to avoid the crowds, but crowds were already there.  The square looked very festive with giant floral and plant arrangements everywhere.  The square was the center of a huge celebration in the city just days before, on September 3rd.  To reduce air pollution, the government ordered factories and many businesses to close beginning in August.  The Chinese Victory Day Parade was held to celebrate the 70th anniversary of Victory of Japan Day stemming from World War II.  The commemoration was the first high-profile military parade held to celebrate an occasion other than the National Day of the People's Republic of China.  Over 12,000 troops of the People's Liberation Army participated in the parade, in addition to over 1,000 troops from 17 different countries. 
The Padre at the  Tiananmen Tower, Gate of Heavenly Peace.
The square was swarming with tourists and photographers hoping to make money taking group shots.  Angie gathered us together, our picture was taken, then we received our photo packaged in a very nice book later that evening.  That's when we paid for the photo.

I brought my little travel buddy with me on this trip.  He's Padre, the Globetrotting Gnome. Sometimes, he comes with us on our travels, other times, it's so hectic at home that I forget to pack him.  OR when I do bring him on a trip, he sometimes has to stay at the hotel or the bus because, honestly, it's a lot of work to bring him to every single tourist site.  When he comes out to sightsee, I have to be careful how I pack him in my day bag.  He's broken his arm numerous times and it takes a while to glue his arm back on. It's also difficult to hold him straight up while I attempt a one-handed camera shot of him and his awesome background.  I was approached three times that morning about Padre.  One lady asked if I was in the Amazing Race, one of my favorite reality TV shows. The other two wanted to know the story about the Padre.  They all thought it was a cute idea and that I should send the photos to the San Diego Padres.  I have plans to do that once I watermark all of the photos.  I've also thought about setting up an Instagram account for him.  In due time.

Before I share photos of other important buildings and structures in Tiananmen Square,   We all know that it's rare for a large population of the Chinese people, more specifically those who come from the countryside and are touring the big cities, to see someone quite different from them in appearance.  They become excited to see a tall, white person, and if they have blonde hair and are very pretty, as Angie said, the Chinese are all over that western person taking photos, or sneakily sidling up to the westerner and posing for photos, whether the westerner knows it or not.  The country folk will take quick photo shots, or politely ask to have a photo taken.  It was fascinating to watch the interactions.  Two worlds coming together.  Beautiful, if you ask me!
Quianmen Gate, once an entrance into the ancient Forbidden City, is now a museum.  Climb to the top and get a fantastic view over the archery tower and Tiananmen Square.  Walk through the tunnel and enter the pedestrian area where there are a plethora of souvenir shops and restaurants.  We weren't sure if the building was shrouded in morning haze or smog.  My asthma wasn't acting up so I assumed haze.
The Monument to People's Heroes commemorates the people's heroes in modern Chinese history.   In the background is the National Museum of China.  It was built on the basis of the former Museum of Chinese History and the former Museum of Chinese Revolution, being the most inclusive museum of time-honored Chinese culture and history in the country.

The Great Hall of the People is where the National People's Congress is held and also where state leaders hold diplomatic meetings and the masses stage political activities.

Gate of Heavenly Peace (Tiananmen Tower).  Above the archway hangs a large portrait of Maozedong.  On the east and west sides of the portrait are giant placards.  The left one reads "Long Live the People's Republic of China" while the right one reads "Long Live the Great Unity of the World's Peoples." 

Before arriving in China, I had no idea Tiananmen Square and the Forbidden City were physically connected.  Also, all I knew about Tiananmen Square before my visit was the tragic events that unfolded in 1989.  The "June Fourth Incident", as the Chinese government called it, was truly a culmination of other protests against the government that had been building and spreading across the country.  On June 3 - 4, the heavily armed troops marched towards Tiananmen Square opening fire and crushing all who tried to block their tanks and troops. It is estimated that some 7,000 were wounded and 241 killed (including soldiers).  Since the incident, the government has attempted to suppress references to it.  I've included a great pictorial, published by The Atlantic in 2012, of the events that unfolded in the days prior to and during the 6-week demonstration. 


The architect of the Forbidden City, was a Vietnamese architect named Nguyen An, or Juan An, in Chinese.  He was a professional architect in Vietnam when the Ming Dynasty invaded Vietnam in 1407.  Juan An was brought back to China and made a eunuch, which is a man who has been castrated then employed to guard the women's living areas in the imperial palace.
Next stop was the Forbidden City, a palace so grand and so perfect in every sense of the word. Massive red doors with gilded door nails (9 rows across, 9 rows down because 9 is a lucky number for the Chinese) open up to the Imperial palace complex.  In the heart of Beijing, the palace adheres rigidly to the traditional Chinese geomantic practice of feng shui.  If walls could talk, I'd hear tales of opulence beyond my wildest dream, one hundred course meals, and a harem of 9,000 concubines.

As I looked through the Gate of Supreme Harmony (just beyond the red doors),  to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, I imagined the lives of those emperors and their royal families who ruled from their thrones, soldiers and warriors who stood steadfast at their posts ready for battle, civil servants rushing from building to building to get their chores done, the robes of eunuchs gently moved by the breezes, and the concubines who dressed to perfection on a daily basis, hoping to catch the emperor's wandering eye.  Most concubines, you know, never got to fulfill the duties they were recruited for, and they grew old never having spent time with the emperor or seeing life outside the palace walls.  If their ruler died, they were then buried alive with him!  Hence, the name Forbidden Palace, where ordinary citizens weren't allowed to approach the complex during the 500 years of its use, and most palace residents were forbidden to leave.  
Each hall housed ancient art and antiquities.  To see them was a bit of a challenge.  You had to be mindful of all the stairs that took you from here to there.  The crowds were so thick you had to literally push your way to the building, then to the windows to peer in.  I don't say this lightly.  For every five steps I took forward, I was pushed back three steps.  Sick and tired of being shoved around, I decided to push back and hard.  But not to hurt anyone and not to take personally.  In a crowded China, that's just what you do.  You push.  There are no bad intentions.
The Hall of the Center Harmony is behind me.  This is where the emperors came to rest between ceremonies held at the Hall of Supreme Harmony.  There are a multitude of stairs through the complex.  My stumbling journey began here in the Forbidden  City.  I will continue to trip and stumble for the remainder of the trip. 

I was fascinated with these massive cauldrons.  There are 308 total, small and large, on the imperial grounds.  Spread throughout the complex, the cauldrons were used to hold water in the event of fires, and some of the gilded handles were used to hold burning incense.  The Forbidden City is so amazingly beautiful.  So much to see, but you'll just need to go to my Facebook Albums to see the rest of the photos at:

The Imperial Gardens was the last major area to visit, and it was so lovely, I wished it were my own.  Even with the crowds, the gardens maintained its sense of serenity throughout.

The Peking Opera at the Lijuan Theater was a perfect way to end the day.  It is a form of traditional Chinese theater which combines music, vocal performance, mime, dance and acrobatics.  Known for its complex storytelling, it is regarded as one of China's cultural treasures.  I've never seen theater like this.  The performances were spectacular, the characters in their beautiful costumes were mesmerizing, and the sets were brilliantly gorgeous.  Breathtaking!  We enjoyed a delicious dinner before and during the show.
The bus ride back to the hotel was ridiculous.  Traffic congestion was terrible!  It felt like it took us an hour to get back to the hotel, which really was suppose to be about a 20 minute ride.  As we sat idle, I'd look out the bus window at all the cyclists and pedestrians navigating the road.  It was a show in itself.  How they manage to cross the big and busy intersections astounds me.

Well, tomorrow is a very big day.  A day I've waited years for.

Thursday, November 5, 2015

My Days in Beijing - Day Two

Gerry and I came a day earlier than most of the people in our group.  For booking our air directly with Viking River Cruises, they gave us a complimentary one-night stay at the Westin  Beijing Chaoyang Hotel.

After a fabulous complimentary buffet breakfast at the Seasonal Tastes Restaurant, we headed down to the lobby to meet some members of our group for the very first time. At Day 2, I'm still feeling dizzy walking through the hotel.  See what I mean about everything being reflected off those dark floors?  I feel like I'm sinking or something.  We will meet the rest of the travelers the following day.  The entire group, we find out later, will come from Canada, England and  across the United States.  No one knew anybody.  We boarded our comfy tour bus and greeted everyone as we headed to our seats.  It's open-seating.

This day was basically a free day to do whatever we wanted, but the cruise company gave us options to see a couple of places, complimentary, if we wanted.  We didn't fly thousands of miles to be holed up in a building.  If the tour bus wanted to take us somewhere, we were happy to go.

Our first stop this morning was the Temple of Heaven, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, in Beijing in the Chongwen District.  UNESCO is the acronym for United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization, in case you didn't know.  This was the place where emperors of the Ming Dynasty (1368 - 1644) and the Qing Dynasty (1644 - 1911) held the Heaven Worship Ceremony, but first . . . .   

Upon entering this beautiful complex that sits on 660 acres, we heard music and laughter, and found women performing folk dances with complete abandon.  They were totally rocking' it!  I took photos and these were the best ones.  I was snapping as I was hurrying to catch up with my group, hence the blurred photos.  I'm always lagging behind.  I get so distracted with everything going on around me.  When the tour director says it's time to move forward, I don't always hear that, and then I'm searching for familiar faces or that red Viking sign with the #9 on the back of it.  Thank goodness I'm a fast walker.

The Temple of Heaven complex is larger than the Forbidden City, but smaller than the Summer Palace.  However, the difference is the temple's grounds are surrounded by trees that have existed for centuries.  Interesting fact:  In Beijing, you will see trees with red and green tags.  Those trees with the red tags are aged 300 and above, while those with green tags are aged 100 but below 300 years.  Our tour director pointed out a group of trees opposite the dancers.  Here's a photo of one of those ancient trees.

Seriously, this place is huge - bigger than the Forbidden Palace, remember?  What's so cool about the Temple of Heaven complex is that, in all of its solemnity (except for those dancing women near the entrance where I think is the only acceptable place to celebrate life that way), the local people gather to visit, gossip, play mahjong, and other social activities that make them happy.  They gather in this place as soon as it opens in the morning.  This is their hangout where they chill.
It was a lovely walk, weaving in and out of the beautiful porticos.  The painted designs overhead were bright and exotic.  Within these porticos sat families eating breakfast, children quietly playing, and friends sharing and storytelling.
We came upon a short tunnel and within view was the ancient Temple of Heaven, the most exotic thing I've ever seen, and a sign of wondrous things to see later on.
The temple complex was constructed from 1406 to 1420 during the reign of the Yongie Emperor, who was also responsible for the construction of the Forbidden Palace.    In the 16th century, the temple was extended and renamed the Temple of Heaven.   Animal sacrifices and prayers were offered at the Temple of Heaven, literally the Altar of Heaven, for good harvest.  
Gerry in front of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvest

It bugs me that I can't remember the name of this temple, and can't find the answer online.  If you know the name of this temple, please share!

Awesome recycling vessels!

The Temple of Heaven is a very popular place for engaged couples to have their photos taken.  The couples were everywhere, the ladies wearing various bright colors, but mostly red (means good luck) and white (to be western-like). Some brides will wear both white and red on their wedding day. It was a beautiful day for engagement photos!

After a relaxing morning at the temples, we were taken to Kunming Lake, just minutes outside Beijing, where the Summer Palace has been since 1750, throw in a fire and reconstruction since then.  The lake is the central lake on the grounds of the Summer Palace.  Together with Longevity Hill, the lake forms the key landscape features of the Summer Palace Gardens.  Kunming Lake covers approximately three quarters of the Summer Palace grounds.  It is quite shallow, with an average depth of only 5 feet.

Nanhu Island

When visiting ancient and historical places, you'll most likely enter through an arch or portal.  They were always a part of Chinese architecture, and there was a place for everything.  This is the art of feng shui, or qi, the practice of harmonizing  using the "invisible forces" that bind the universe, earth, and humanity together.  There are many astounding features to this masterpiece Chinese landscape design including the bridges, temples, pavilions, palaces and halls.
As we entered through the portal, the lake came into view with boats of different sizes and styles. The dragon boat was my favorite, and it took us to the Summer Palace where we were awed by the beauty of it all.

Longevity Hill, where the Summer Palace stands.
Baoyun Pavilion
The Marble Boat is made of wood, to look like marble.  It is not navigable, and is used as a decoration to add to the classic style of the old Chinese gardens.
Seventeen-Arch Bridge in the distance, the largest of thirty bridges in the Summer Palace, of which the lake is part of.

Pedestrians on the Seventeen-Arch Bridge
The dragon signifies power, strength and good luck in Chinese culture.

Long Gallery is the longest corridor in classic Chinese gardens.  It links the attractions along Longevity Hill, and is used as a platform to view the lake and hills.

The Pavilion of Expanse is the largest octagonal pavilion in China.   It sits at the  east side of the Seventeen-Arch Bridge.
Dragons adorn every rooftop.

Yunhui Yuyu Archway
Our tour guide, Angie, with that familiar Viking sign.
It would take an entire day to see everything at the Summer Palace - the temples, gardens, antiques and artifacts, ancient art, furniture and so much more!  But alas, our tour guide has other plans for us.  We head back to the hotel for an early buffet dinner and some downtime.  Have I mentioned the terrible Beijing traffic?  It doesn't matter what time of the day, it is congested all the time.  Cars, motorcycles, scooters, bicycles, anything on wheels and pedestrians - all converging at each intersection at the green light.  What should easily be a 15-minute ride can turn into one hour!

It was a great day, and now it's time to download my photos and then curse that I can't access gmail, Facebook, Twitter or Instagram.  I couldn't even open up my blog webpage to write (type). There are sixteen more days to go without gmail or social media.  It kind of stresses me out.