First of all, we were REALLY excited to be doing this trip independently. I’d had enough 5 star SAS trips and was ready for some hostelling! Mer and I were planning on hanging out the whole time, and we made some tentative plans to meet up with Lisa, Dana, Katelyn and Sarah.
We had two days in Hong Kong—the first day, we ate dim sum, met the national rugby teams of Portugal and Argentina in the market, took the tram to the top of the mountain to see the whole city, and went out for Sarah’s birthday!
Second day we headed off to Ocean Park! On our way home, we had the biggest scare of our lives. We had heard that the ship was leaving at 6 o’clock to leave for Qingdao, but never really thought to confirm the time. We figured if we left the park at 3:30, we’d have plenty of time to get to the ship, grab our stuff, and head off to our hostel for the night. But as we were taking the bus home from the park, we were thinking hmmm. . . . usually “on ship” time is 2 hours before we depart. What if we had to be on the ship by 4? Crap. Our plane tickets were on there. All our luggage was there. Even my passport was on the ship! ah!! If we missed the ship, we’d be officially screwed with only the clothes on our back and a giant stuffed panda to help us home. And of course, our bus didn’t drop us off at the same place we left from, so we had no clue where we were when we got off at the last stop. Thankfully, a kid helped us find the subway and get off at the right stop but THEN we took the wrong exit from the subway and AGAIN had no clue where we were. Last resort, we called a cab. It was about 4:30 now and we were SWEATING- if we missed our ship, we’d have to go to the embassy to get new passports, then buy new plane tickets, oh we were just flipping out. And of course the traffic was ridiculous. We sat at a red light in the taxi for about 4 minutes straight, biting our nails and praying the ship was still there. (you’re probably thinking, why would the ship leave you? Don’t you have to swipe in? but not this port- we had signed out saying we were flying to Beijing and not sailing with the ship, so they had no responsibility for us anymore) after a nerve-wracking 15 minute cab ride, we literally RAN to the dock and were relieved to see the boat still there. Needless worrying probably, but it definitely taught me to CONFIRM the on ship time with the crew. Phew.
Wednesday it was off to Beijing! We got there at about noon and it was NOTHING like I expected it to be. First impressions were not too good:
1. Beijing looked more like Russia than like China:
2. First of all, it was 6 degrees out (about 42 F) and Mer had only brought along flip flops!! Haha—they definitely didn’t warn us of the weather. And I know 42 isn’t THAT cold, but when you’re used to traveling in 90 degree countries, it’s quite a shock.
3. I couldn’t breathe. The air was RIDICULOUSLY polluted. My snot was black
4. Seinfeld was right when he said that communists only dress in drab, neutral colored clothes.
5. There’s this wonderful Chinese custom of snorting up a ball of snot as loudly as possible and hocking a loogie on the street. Quite lovely.
6. There were CARS everywhere! After coming from Vietnam where there were probably 10 cars, it was weird. I guess I just expected everyone to be riding bikes. But the traffic was horrible!
7. I was also expecting a crowded downtown area, but Beijing was just a large, sprawling city. (where you could only see about a half mile cuz of the smog)
8. Chinese people are not as short as I would have thought! Ha
Okay, not so good so far. But things got better. . sorta. . .
FIRST we went out and bought shoes. Thank the lord for cheap knockoff Pumas. All the girls got them except for me because yeah, they don’t have my size. Apparently no one in china has as big of feet as me. Ah well. Good thing I brought my sneakers along because the next day we were climbing the Great Wall!!! Woohoo! Scroll down to the pictures for the full Wall experience.
Third day, we went and did the tourist things like Tiananmen Square, Forbidden City, Temple of Heaven, etc etc. We were kinda sick of tourist stuff by then tho, so we cut our tour short and went shopping! China is by FAR the hardest place to bargain- probably cuz its got so many dumbass tourists willing to pay a lot for crap. But after 80 days of bargaining, we were pretty good at it and got stuff down to reasonable prices. The day in general was a bust though- things just kept gong wrong! First of all, I almost killed a guy when I opened my taxi door and T-boned a dude on a bike! He FLEW over his bike and laid on the ground for about 30 seconds during which I just stared and prayed he wasn’t dead. He was okay, but I felt AWFUL. Then things went downhill from there: the waitress forgot my order at breakfast, I slammed my finger in a bank door, no taxi drivers in China know how to read a map, the Kung Fu show was sold out for the night, we got separated from our group for about an hour cuz of stupid taxi drivers, the internet was too slow to sign up for classes, and to top it all, I still couldn’t breathe cuz of the damn pollution. BUT at least the day was a hell of a lot warmer J I wore my brightest shirt in an attempt to spice up the city and its drabness. But, all in all, I was ready to leave.
I’m not sure if that’s because I’m just about traveled out (100 days straight gets a bit tiring) or if it really was just that I didn’t like China that much. I don’t really want to blame China too fast. . . . . but I don’t know if I’ll be coming back soon to test out my hypothesis.
Thankfully, Qingdao was cleaner, brighter, warmer, and I had a great time just hanging around the port city on our last day. Mer and I went to this “park” to go hiking, but it ended up being Fun World for 13 year olds. Hahah we had an awesome time going on all the little carnival rides with schoolkids J It was so random though!
Overall: mixed feelings. I had a wonderful time with the girls I hung out with. We ate AMAZING food and went to an awesome acrobat show. Of course, the Wall was fun, and it was cool to do everything by myself without a tour guide or SAS being my mom. I’m ready to chill for 2 days before Japan though. Too bad I have freaking papers and projects due! Ahh!!