27-May “Last Day in China”
Last night we finally found the disco area. We were all very surprised how good it was. Similar to the bar scene on the lake there is a large concentration of bars and clubs. About six of us from the hostel hopped around the bars and clubs until 3:00 am.
Surprisingly, I got up at 8:30 and felt pretty good. I got in another five mile run along with the pointing and staring as I ran through the streets. After the jog I hit my favorite bun shop for the last time. The cashier knew my order - three prawn buns and three egg/mushroom buns and a bowl of soup.
After dilly dallying around the hostel I decided to go to the Summer Palace – about a 12km bus trip. The day was nearly 40 degrees (a little over 100 F).
The trip out was fine, but the return wasn’t as simple. The easiest thing to do is point on the map to the destination when the ticket person comes around. They look and take your money.
The Palace was immense. It is laid out amongst a lake. There is even a small island with a foot bridge to it. As I walked up the lookout hill, the late night and early morning started to catch up with me. I decided to only wander to the island and call it a day.
The bus terminates at the Palace, so getting on the same bus is all that is required. I get on and we head back the same way I came. Any worries are gone until the ticket agent comes to me. I point on the map where I’m going and she insists by shaking here hand that I’m on the wrong bus. We’re doing the typical pointing and hand gestures and getting no where fast. She won’t take my money and keeps shaking her finger. Finally, a girl toward the back says she can help and speaks English. Everything turns out fine and I get back to the hostel. While riding to the stop the girl asks if I speak any Chinese and of course I don’t. She couldn’t understand how I was able to get around, and called me very brave.
The rest of the day was hanging out at the hostel and talking to the other folks staying. I need to get to be early since I leave at 9:00 am.
28-May “In Transit”
5:30 am – time to get up. Leaving the country is no bigger deal than coming in.
Final thoughts on China
People – Great people. Everybody is very helpful even with the language barrier.
Favorite Site – The Great Wall. It is just amazing how immense the wall is.
Biggest Let Down – The Forbidden City. Everything being under construction, the fact that you can’t see any of the relics behind the dirty windows and that there is just no much to see other than the grounds just did not make it all that great.
Night Life – Not bad. The lake area was nice and a pleasant surprise. I would say that a beer costing only 10-20 Yuan definitely helped.
City Layout – It is a huge city. The subway is simple and the buses are all brand new. The Olympic preparations helped speed up the modernization of it all.
Cost - One word – “Cheap”
Food – Good and cheap. I easily ate for less than $5 per day and every meal was more than I could eat. However, I would have to say I’ve had better Beijing Duck in San Francisco.
Communication – Difficult to stay the least. Always, always have a map in both Chinese and English. Also, ensure you have the hostel write the destination and the directions back.
29-May “Thailand”
After about a five hour flight, I arrived into Bangkok in the late after noon on the 28th. Getting to the Hostel was no problem. The bus ride was only about 45 minutes. I checked in and decided to explore a little bit.
I took the skytrain down to Saim square. It is the central shopping area with everything you would find in the West. I found an Irish bar (there is one in every city in the world) and had a few beers. I ended up chatting with some locals that worked at the hotel across the street. I even learned how to write my name in Thai. By 12:00 I was getting tired from the day’s travel and took a taxi home.
I got up fairly early with the intensions of going out for a run, but between the heat, pollution, and lack of an easy place to go I realized I’m not going to get in any running until Samui.
I decided to see the Grand Palace and the Wat Phra Kaew. These sites are amazing. The bright colors and size of the temples are just amazing. Even though most of the exterior and interior has been repaired a couple of times over the years you still get the original intent of the temples.
Within the Wat Pra Kaew the sacred emerald Buddha resides. It is a small jade statue about 22cm tall that was lost, found, and moved around between Vietnam, Laos, Cambodia. It eventually got back to Thailand and now resides in the temple. Every season the robes of the statue are changed - rain, hot and cold are the seasons.
As I was leaving the temple area I hear my name shouted out. My initial thought is who in the world knows me Bangkok. It ended up being a guy I talked to as I was waiting for the bus to the hostel. We ended up hanging out for the rest of the day. He was staying at Khao San road which has a lot more backpackers than where I’m staying. It is a lively street with vendors and bars. At a bar we started chatting with some Croatians and ended up hanging out with them too. Bars have to close at 1:00, but we found some that serve “coffee” after 1:00.
When you think about the odds of running into someone you first think. We are both tourists and the palace is the most popular site so it is feasible and maybe even likely. However, I decided to take the bus instead of a boat which took longer. If I chose the other I would have gotten there earlier and left earlier. Then, I would have not have had the same night. It just makes me wonder.
30-May “Boat Ride”
Last night was a long night and I didn’t get up until pretty late. Actually, I only got up because at 11:00 the air conditioner automatically stops. The small room becomes unbearable and you want to get up and take a cool shower.
The day ended up being pretty relaxing by taking the boat up and down the river, stopping at some neighborhoods and another Temple called Wat Pho. It wasn’t nearly as immense as the one hosting the Emerald Buddha but it was much less crowded and worth the cost of admission 20 Bhat (~$0.75).
Back at the hostel I did the typical exchange of travel stories with some others. I tried to rally a group to go down to the Red Light district, but found no takers. The guys and girls from the previous night had interest and we decided to meet at 10:00. However, either I missed them because I got there late or they didn’t make the trek. I wondered around the area solo. There is a night market with all the fake Gucci wallets and Rolex watches. Then “strip bar” after “strip bar” with every type of show you could imagine being hawked in the street. After an up and down of the street I had enough and headed home. While talking to others at the hostel our biggest topic was the number of old grey haired men with young women. One word – Creepy.
31-May “Chill out”
Today is do nothing and relax.