Tuesday, November 6, 2012

All Good things....Thanks for the Memories


With every beginning, there must be an end.  As the last shipment arrived from Hong Kong to our home in Charlotte this past Friday, it seemed the right time to end this blog.

They say that coming back is easier than leaving.    Back to your old friends, familiar places and the home you left.  “Aren’t you happy to be back?” is the question many people ask.  And we are.  But we have spent so much time and energy developing a life and a place for us in Hong Kong, it was hard to say good bye: goodbye to Maggie and Nicholas’ schools, our expatriate friends and neighbors, our adopted neighborhood of Wan Chai and our Bamboo Grove. It is hard to say goodbye to such a vibrant city.

You also realize that after almost 2 years, you have changed inside.  Your friends have too, they have had ups and downs that you only heard about on Facebook.  Their lives as well as yours have moved on in 2 years. We sometimes feel in that no man’s land between not quite connected friend and stranger.

Our choices now are based on the experiences we had over those past 2 years.  Katy and I say if we had never gone to Hong Kong, our life, our choices and our outlook would be different than it is today. 

My sister in law Julie sent Katy a picture with the phrase “you are not the same having seen the sunrise on the other side of the world.”

But we are back and as committed to our friends in Charlotte, Dilworth and McDonald Ave as ever. Time to enjoy the clear air, the changing autumn leaves.  Time to reconnect. 


But as Bob Hope sang, "Thanks for he memories" Hong Kong.

Our Family Trip to Beijing in August



Sunday August 26

Today was our first day in Beijing. Everyone was excited.  On our list was Maos's tomb, the forbidden city and the temple of heaven. The day was supposed to be sunny, in the 80s and low humidity.

It was thankfully low humidity and in the eighties.  But with the pollution that doesn't exist is what made the air smoggy.  Yes the pollution that no one discusses.  The official government and party line is that the pollution in beijing is low and that is the truth everyone must say.  No matter that the air is smoggy and has a yellowish hazy.  No matter that the cars have a dusty film on them is they are parked outside under a covered space.   No matter as Katy pointed out sometimes you can taste it in the air.  So there is no point in taking about is with a local.  At best they get uncomfortable at worst upset. I believe it is because they can't talk freely.  If you want to see what happens when there is no EPA and environmental regs, visit Beijing. Enough of that.

Our  hotel was close to  Tiananmen square so we left at 9am.  Our hotel was called the Marriott Beijing City Wall.  This is the only surviving part of the outer city wall still surviving right next door to it.  This section ran for a couple of blocks.

Our first stop was Maos tomb.  The fact that Katy and I wanted to see Maos Tomb I think made our guide curious. It is not that we are communist, but curious about this very unique historical monument.  Even at 9 am there was a long line. All Chinese nationals, many hard core communists, some with tour groups. The line wound from the front entrance around the side and as far down the street as we could see.  I really though no Mao was us.  It looked like at least a 2 hour wait.

Then our guide Nancy said wait here and ran back to the front of the mausoleum,  she disappeared for a about 10 minutes then reappears and waved us back to the front. She told us to cross the police tape and walk to the first entry point in the line way way up front.

Along this line there are entry points with a guard.  Every time we got to another entry point, I thought we would enter the line, but the guard waved us onto the next entry point, until  in fact we jumped the entire line and were standing at the front entrance to the tomb.

Without whatever connection Nancy had, we would have never seen the tomb.  If you ever thought too I need a guide, this was a great example why. 

I thought it was funny that in China, at the holiest site of the communist party, where people are worried to freely discuss pollution, we cut the entire line in front of all these serious guards who kept waving us forward.

From this moment on Katy and I both thought our guide Nancy was a member of the secret police. LOL. Or as our friend Katherine told us, they make a big effort to make sure westerns see Mao.

You enter the tomb up a long flight of steps.  The main entry has a area to place flowers and behind it is a giant white marble statue of a seated Mao. Some locals place their flowers as they perform the same ritual I have seen in Chinese Buddhist temples.  For a leader who hated religion, Mao certainly set himself to be misinterpreted as a god. You walk to the right and around it and through another corridor to the tomb. The tomb area is a room behind the Mao statue. Mao is lying in his coffin.  A Chinese flag covers him up to his upper chest.  The strangest thing is that they not only embalmed him but illuminated his skull from the inside which makes his head glow a yellowish light.

One exits on the square, the square is huge, it was expanded several times during the 1970s.  I think you you'll fit a half dozen red squares into it.

From the square you walk across, actually under the street to the famous southern gate of the Forbidden City with Maos picture on it. This is the iconic setting of Tiananmen.



Tiananmen is huge

The Forbidden City is also huge.  It is a city within a city. It runs basically south to  north along the dragon line, the named center axis of Beijing.  Maggie and Nicholas were great.  The city is a series of walled areas each closer to the emperors living and working area.  But the scale is massive.  We did not pack enough water or snacks for the kids.  While Maggie did well, Nicholas was ok, but almost just too young to really put up with the crowds and heat.  The other challenges were the steps. Each building was raised so there was always steps to traverse.

The other thing is that there were not as many westerns as you would expect.  Our guide told us it was early and most of the people were from other parts of china.  This she said was the last crazy time.  A time for locals vacations before school starts in china.  Great.  However she told us the crowds were normal.  This is Chinese for really really crowded.  Because there were so few westerns and many people were from parts of China that never saw a western, every so often someone wanted their picture with Maggie and Nicholas.

The things that struck me about the Forbidden City was how large it is and how easily an emperor could wall himself off from the world of the real in here. Nancy told us about a tourist who got lost in there for 8 hours before she found her way out. The are so many alleys and buildings. You could really spend days exploring just this site.

After about 75 percent through the Forbidden City, Nicholas had had it. It was hot as well high eighties and the crowds wear you out.

You exit on the north side and we headed for a Chinese lunch of noodles and rice.

Next was Temple of Heaven.  We knew Nicholas had to go back to the hotel with Eva but asked Maggie what she wanted to do.  She opted to head back since we were seeing an acrobat show later.

I thought Temple of Heaven: one building temple right?  No. The temple of heaven is not a temple but a very large temple complex and park, the famous building is the largest but there is a lot of walking, two times a year the emperor came to make sacrifices and pray for the harvest and to his ancestors.  Think of it almost as an imperial Vatican city of the Chinese imperial state religion.

The guide took Katy and I around.  It was Great.   From the Tempe for the harvest to where he prayed to his ancestors, to the stone he stood on to talk to god, to the complex grounds are massive.

But clearly that would have been too much for Maggie.

We headed back and Maggie, Katy and I saw a fabulous acrobat show. Well worth it.  Then dinner back at the hotel lounge with the 3 of us.  When we got back up to the rooms Nicholas was asleep.

Tomorrow our first look at the great wall.


Monday August 27: our first trip to the Great Wall

We planned 2 trips to 2 different sections of the wall.  Today we went to the Mutianyu section of the wall.  It is about 2 hours north of the center city.

We woke up to rain in the city.  OK.  Packed our umbrellas and headed off.  The first thing you think about is how far the wall is from the actual city about 2 hours by car.

The second thing is how high up it is.  On the Mutianyu section it rides the cilffs. So you drive north and to the boundary where the Beijing plateau meets the mountains.

When we arrived it wasn't raining but foggy.  You park near the foot of the mountain and walk up to the cable car.  There are 2 easy ways to get to the wall: cable car and chair lift.  We chose the cable car.  But in order to get to and from the cable car you have to run a gauntlet of what appears to be an endless succession of stall after stall of souvenirs, Tee shirts, and people pushing them on you.

The thankful thing was the ever present massive crowds of tourists were not there.  Our guide told us that local visitors usually go to sections of the wall closer to the city.

We got the top and took the cable car. I think our guide thought "they will probably look around, not walk very far and head back." we'll everyone was interested. Nicholas was the most.  He wanted to run from guard tower to guard tower and walked a great deal of the way. We probably stayed up there about 2 hours and ate a picnic lunch on the wall. We also walked a considerable way.  They thing is that the cable car is only at one point, so as far as you walk, you have to walk back.

What strikes you is how they followed the natural contours of the mountains.  So some parts are steep with steep steps and others very flat. But we al made it.

On a side note, on our way up, our cable car had a sign on it: "President William J. Clinton took this car up the great wall on June 28th 1998." Katy and I thought right LOL, sure he did, we bet every car says something like this.  Then when we exited at the top, our guide Nancy who was in the car behind us with Eva said,  "Did you see you got a VIP car." so apparently the Clinton's did ride in the car!

We got back to the city around 3pm, and Maggie wanted to go to the toy mart which is across from the pearl market.  So Maggie, Katy and I took a taxi over there.  They had one full stall of just Barbie stuff. Maggie was in heaven. I think she spent 20 minutes deciding what to buy.  They thing about barbies in China is that I think they feel the "official" Barbie clothes are not appropriate or modest.  (I agree) So thankfully they have an industry of very nice clothes for Barbies. I picked up a souvenir shirt and we got 2 puzzles of china and one to practice language.

We headed back and decided to eat dinner at the same restaurant that we eat our daily breakfast buffet.  We decided to eat from the menu and not the buffet.  This was the fatal flaw.  You see from the eyes of a 3 year old this is the buffet place. So when we ordered from the menu and ignored the buffet, he got angry.  Took a while and 2 gin and tonics, for Katy not him, to calm Nicky down.  But finally we ate our dinner at the hotel.

Lesson in Traffic

Beijing has a lot of traffic.  Our guide explained that to try and cut back n pollution, each day has restrictions on which cars can drive.  The system is based in the number of your license plate. Each day has a number.  If your car ends in that number you can't drive that day.  You have to take public transportation.  She said during the Olympics, they went with a strait even and odd number restriction every other day. But you know, it is good to be the king.  Each plate starts with the Chinese symbol where it was issued.  Beijing is the character for "capital" followed by a letter then the numbers.  If your letter is "A" (government car) or the character and letter are Red(military car) the restrictions do not apply to you at all!

So I asked Nanacy who enforces this.  I never saw a local policeman or patrol car.  She pointed out all the nondescript cameras.  When they are pointed out, you realize they are everywhere. The cameras monitor it.


Tuesday August 28

This day stated with a rookie mistake made the night before.  As our tour day ended the guide asked us when we wanted to start our day on Tuesday. She mentioned we could start later.  So Katy and I thought great lets start at 10:30.  We can sleep in and get to breakfast then head out for the day.

Well that plan would have worked if we didn't have children. Children who get up at 6:30am which is exactly the time more or less they came in and woke us up. We gave them iPads and went back to sleep. Well by the time we got up and out it was 9am and we all did not have breakfast yet. Maggie was fine,  it was Nicholas who was on the brink of a breakdown...then he did.

I am not sure what the Mandarin is for "screaming boy" but that is what he was at breakfast brunch. Way too hungry and also tired.  You see even though they are waking up at their normal time, they are having less than normal days.  While Maggie can now tell us how she is feeling, Nicky still expresses himself by crying.

I had to escort Nicky screaming out of the hotel restaurant and up to the room.  When I got him up there, he admitted he was hungry. I gave him 2 squeeze packs and he calmed down enough to head back to the restaurant.

We started off to the Summer Palace which was about an hour drive from the hotel.

It was a hot but clear day.  The palace again stretches for a long way around a manmade lake.   Everything about what the Chinese emperors did was huge and grand.  It really puts the Russian tsars and European kings to shame. But also puts into stark contrast the absolute inequality of these emperors who lived in such grand opulence while the majority of the Chinese people lived day to day in the mud.

I would though highly recommend the Summer Palace. There is the residence of the emperor and the famous emperor dowager Cixi.  There is a big temple in the top of the hill and a nice boat ride.  The biggest issue was the heat. 

We got in the van and headed for the hutong.  This is apparently a part of every Beijing tour.  This was the commoners section of old Beijing. The hutong is that courtyard house architecture.  We took a rickshaw ride with a guide.  The thing is that maybe for the most interested architecturally minded it would be interesting. But it is not renovated and seems that that original privately owned hutongs were long ago seized by the communists and are not some sort of communal living.  The best part is we got to visit with a Mr. Lee who has lived the for 50 years. He was very welcoming.  I must note Maggie found it interesting. Nicholas after getting his bearings made fast friends with Mr. Lee.

Right in the hutong is the drum and bell towers of Beijing.  We toured the drum tower next and climbed the 69 steps at what appeared to be a 60 degree angle up to the top.  Did I mention I had to carry Nicky up those 69 steps.

Once up there and having got my breath back, the view as great and we got to see the drum show.

After the drum show we visited the Tibetan Lamma Temple. This is also in the hutong area so a close drive.  By this time Nicky was done.  So Eva rode him around the stroller in the front temple courtyard while Maggie, Katy and I toured the temple.  This is must see. It has the largest wooded Buddha.  This Buddha was made from one piece of a tree trunk.  They erected the tree, carved the Buddha, then built the temple around it. Stunning.


Today was the Peiking duck dinner.  Now our kids had never had it.  I asked the guide, not knowing, " is that all they serve." thankfully it was a full service Chinese restaurant. We had a great Peiking duck dinner and also ordered other food.  Maggie tried the duck but stuck to the beef. Nicky had pretty much everything. So a dinner I thought would be tricky turned out great.  The restaurant we went to was also the one Katy had been taken to by the chine Construction Bank when she visited. So going in we knew it would be good.

But by the time we sat down for dinner we were all tired from the day.  I mistook the glass and accidentally spilled Orange juice on Eva's pants.

That is the thing about this vacation tour.  It is at the same time a must do and something you endure. 

Wednesday August 29, 2012

Well we learned our lesson and got everyone up and fed to meet the driver and guide at 9am.  It was one of the most beautiful days in Beijing that I have seen: clear blue skies, low humidity and low pollution. It makes no sense to sleep in when your kids get up at 6:30am.  But today Nicky slept till 7:30.

Our first stop was a one hour drive north and west to another part of the Great Wall: Juyongguan Pass.  It is actually a fortress and the wall at this section makes a giant loop around the pass. It was constructed first in the 5th century then rebuilt in the Ming dynasty.

We got there to the moutains and it was even clearer than in the city.  But the steps were much steeper than the Mutianyu section.  The kids made it up to one tower. Katy agreed to let me go further up and across while they waited at the first tower. The steps up we so steep they needed me to carry Nicky up and down.  But the views were great. I was at times all alone in this section of the wall.  It was a great Christmas gift. As I looked around and took pictures, I thought how blessed are we to have this experience. But the kids were waiting so I headed back to where I left them.  And yes to find them taking pictures with a Chinese family's kids. 

One of the things that was tough for Maggie especially is that many Chinese who tour Beijing have never seen American kids and want to take their picture with them.  So if you stop for a few minutes someone will come up and ask.

Not that the Chinese people we met were rude.  Far from it.  Actually my impression is the opposite: these are people who want to be our friends.

Well we are still two steep flights of steps up the hill and time to take Nicky down.  Maggie did great on her own.

We had a lunch there and bought souvenirs, then got back in the van at 1pm to head to the Sacred Road. This is the road that was taken by the funeral procession of a dead Ming emperor to his tomb.  The Ming tombs are farther on into the mountains.  We did not see them.  But Nicky and Maggie enjoyed walking down this road. On either side were statues in 4s of animals and generals and civil officials who stood watching the funeral procession. Nicky got a kick out of running to each animal statue and guessing which animal it was.  He had trouble at the griffin and unicorn.

I would recommend the Ming tombs.  They sounded very interesting but we did not have the time.

After finishing our walk down the sacred road, we drove on to our final stop of our tour, the Olympic village area.  I have been told it is not worth it because it is run down and not kept up since 2008. While this may be true of the areas we did not see, the tour of the Birds Net and the Water Cube were great. I would recommend both but especially the Water Cube.

The Water Cube had places to snack and several nice souvenir booths.

We headed back to the hotel and had a nice buffet dinner there.  I would highly recommend the Marriott Beijing City Wall.  Very nice mix of American and Asian food choices.

Thus we end our tour of Beijing. 

Some final notes. Maggie was a superstar.  She put up with the grueling schedules, the heat and her brother.  But I was most impressed with her maturing sensibilities.  When she was tired or frustrated or angry, she told us about it and didn't act out.  It was a real joy to travel with her. I told her to teach her brother.

Taking our nanny Eva we us was great. And her agreeing to go! It helped us mange Nicky. In truth the schedule was probably too grueling for a 3 year old, or at least it pushed him to his limits.

Oh, and when you buy great wall mini snow globes, pack them in your checked baggage because they will be confiscated by the Beijing security since they have liquid. You of course return to pick them in the next 30 days.

The only casualty of the trip.