I slept decently on Sunday evening and woke around 7:30 a.m. China time. This is a late wake-up time for me, but given that I had been awake for so many hours travelling half-way around the world for two days prior, I was happy with 7 solid hours of sleep. I enjoyed a great breakfast in my hotel (more on the food in China in a later post) and set off for a solo adventure in the city.
My destination was Gulang Island, which is also known as Piano Island, and which I learned is a well-known (in China) tourist destination just a short distance off the coast. The island gets its name because the first piano brought to China over a hundred years ago was located on this island, and many of the homes on the island place a high priority on music. Because no vehicles, motorcyles, or bicycles are permitted on the island, rumor has it that it is a quiet place where you can hear piano music coming out of the windows.
The photo below was taken as we were getting off the ferry over to the island. It was very crowded, hot, and humid in Xiamen and on the ferry, which I later learned would be the typical weather of the week. My shirt was soaked with sweat in under an hour from leaving my hotel.
Once at the top of the rock, I was rewarded with beautiful views of the island and the surrounding area.
After coming off the rock, the next step was to take the cable car over to the aviary on the other side of the island. The cable car ride over was peaceful, and I particularly enjoyed watching the Chinese people laugh at one another as they stumbled or banged their head (or suffered other unfortunate mishaps) while entering the cable cars at the end point.
I attended the first five minutes of the bird show at the aviary. I should have realized this before entering the show area, but after a short time I grew very tired of not understanding a word of what the lady entertainer was trying to get the bird to say. She said something and then tried to get the bird to repeat it, which the bird would never do on the first try. Then the entertainer and the bird repeated this game several times before the bird finally squeaked something into the microphone, at which point everyone in the audience laughed and I figured that the bird had said what she had wanted the bird to say. Fun once, but not repeatedly.
Once I knew that I would not be able to understand anything at the show, I realized that this would really annoy me. Therefore, I backed out and explored the rest of the aviary, where peacocks were in abundance over the property. And yes, mom and dad, they squawked just as loudly in China as they did at the Fort Wayne Zoo in Indiana!
This was an enjoyable excursion for me and it was relatively easy for a western tourist that doesn't speak any Chinese. Mainly I didn't talk to anyone and just observed, followed the masses, and took a ton of photos to document the experience.
And the shower I took about 30 seconds after arriving back at my hotel, to get all the pooled sweat and salt off of my body, was AWESOME!
And the shower I took about 30 seconds after arriving back at my hotel, to get all the pooled sweat and salt off of my body, was AWESOME!
Was that sushi on the mcd's sign next to Ronald?
ReplyDeleteGlad you had a first good day in China.