Friday, October 31, 2008

A Walk to Baguan Temple Village (August 29)

It was a nice day for a walk so Tom, Sunee and I set out to visit Baguan Temple and some of the local sites. We also planned to buy some tea at the local tea shops.



We started at the top edge of the Sports Field and, of course, this sign reminded us of where we were.

Baguan Temple

We live about a ten or fifteen-minute walk from the largest and best known temple on Emei Mountain. This is the starting place for most travelers and his highly commercialized with sellers and touts all over the place.



One sees the evidence of the great amount of moisture the mountain produces as everything is covered in moss.



The Guard (Devil) Dogs and all the other stones are covered with a growing layer of moss and other plants. Makes for a nice green picture.


Emei Mountain Museum

The official Emei Mountain Museum is situated across the road from the Baguan Temple and about two hundred meters on past the huge bell immediately across from the temple. The museum is a world class exhibition hall with fantastic and beautiful items from the history of the mountain. Also a great collections of flaura and fauna that shows just how exotic Emei Shan really is.


This was an all-bronze statue with bronze works surrounding the statue. A very beautiful display of a famous character from the local area.


This is an example of the many beautiful buddha images throughout the museum. This one was especially eye catching.




Not sure who this general was but it may be Guan Yu of Three Kingdoms fame. He looks like the guy we saw in Jingzhou earlier. I get confused easy. That is what happens with such a long history. American history is a piece of cake compared to Chinese history.



These are three of many porcelain figurines on display. They were perfect with little sign of wear. They must have been at least four hundred years old!




Some terra cotta figures which seem to be quite common. I remember seeing and taking pictures of a bunch I saw in the Three Gorges Museum in Chongqing. Same style, same color, same positioning. Are these as old as the ones I have seen elsewhere? Probably.


This is a huge image that looks very much like the elephants on the peak of Emei Shan and, of course, the four-headed buddha is the same. This, as you can see, is a well done image.

Baguan Village Area


These signs are at all the crosswalks and crossroads in Baguan Village. They are really neat because they have English, Japanese and even Thai directions. Difficult for anyone to get lost, right?



This is the bronze pagoda and the end of the street in Baguan Village. It serves as the starting place for the trek up Emei.


This man-made waterfalls is to the right of the bronze pagoda. It is very spectacular at night (inchinahil.travellerspoint.com).



Tom with one of our junior students. This is Duke. He was working in an intern program at one of the local banks. This was his last day. He is an excellent student of English. I remember my first time meeting his class. We were touring Baguan village area and looking at English translations of the Chinese. We had lunch in a beautiful setting overlooking one of the many ponds. It was here that Duke told me that he felt that languages were magic and learning them was like flying on a magic carpet to another place and time. This had always been my impression as a military linguist. Just knew I was going to like the students and the university. This was over a year ago.



Found some Teh Guan Yin to buy. This is really a good tea but the best is supposed to come from Fujian Province.


This is Kuding Cha or Bitter Spike Tea. It is very bitter but is supposed to be good for you. I personally like it a lot.

A New Tea House


As we walked over to check out what was going on in the oft deserted Exotic Street, we came across this newly build tea house. The entrance was definitely inviting.


Incorporated with the teahouse was a pretty new looking guest house. It looked more like a good hotel.


Tom checks out the huge ebony wood tree trunk in the center of the courtyard. In the back is the actual teahouse. They had just opened the preceding week for business.

Exotic Street


This pond area around Exotic street is always a pleasant place to visit. The last time we were there, all the stores were empty. It was Exotic But Empty.;


Another beautiful scene at Exotic Street.



Seems one of the buildings had been turned into a Chinese Art Gallery and Culture Center. This girl has been studying Tai Chi (Emei Style) for over two years. She put on a demonstration for us complete with her own photographer.


This is the local Tai Chi teacher. He offers free classes on the weekends. When Sunee gets time, she wants to learn. Sunee also found a Chinese watercolor instructor who agreed to teach her. How exciting!



On the way out from Exotic Street, Tom challenged one of the fighters to a deadly dual. He lost!



We finished the day off with some Zhu Ye Qing Green tea at the restaurant of Tom's good friend, Nathan. We had a great walk today.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Wuhan

To Wuhan sitting on a plane
Must have been a little insane
You see Wuhan is hot as hell
And the people there suck as well

They’re all rich and great so they think
But underneath their souls all stink
The sights are three in Wuhan town
Not much else can be found

The Huang He Lou and big East Lake
With Gui Yuan place for heaven’s sake
Nothing else but glass and steel
Why don’t Wuhan people get real

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Ode to Xi Jiang

The sun is rising over the hills and fields of Xi Jiang
Mist rising from the fields of rice clothed in pastel green
Among the thousand houses life awakens yet unseen
And in the distance the sweet voices in gentle song

Is this the Shangri-la from hence the myth was drawn
Where harmony and love blend in happy song
As one sits on the porch and sees the coming dawn
There is a pinch to flesh to see if it is wrong

The nights were spent in lovely song
They passed the wine that came from rice
Sang with the ladies as if to belong
Twas an experience, wonderful and so nice

I still think of travel to this remote oasis
Envisioning mist and light along the ridges
Houses built on poles to catch the morning breeze
A memory, a dream or just a wishful tease

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Christmas Comes To Emei Mountain

Christmas comes to Emei Mountain.
What a great idea and fun so dear!
Only a month away! We must begin,
To celebrate the best day of the year!

Christmas comes to Emei Mountain.
Can we find a turkey or a big ham?
No? Guess we’ll do a Chinese spin
With shredded meat and pineapple jam.

Christmas comes to Emei Mountain.
My students want a Christmas tree.
Can we go and do some cuttin’
Up on the mountain where it’s free?

Christmas comes to Emei Mountain.
Time to print the joyful carols
Pass them out and start the singin’
And hope the noise brings no perils

Christmas comes to Emei Mountain
Really at the Jiaotong College
So let the singing now begin
Adding to our Western knowledge

A Surprise Visit

‘Tis Christmas here at Jiaotong U
The lights aren’t up, what can I do
Our Allen has a Christmas tree
I wonder where can Allen be

‘Tis Christmas in the classroom now
My students test what I’ll allow
They throw stuff at the Christmas tree
But hit the wall and poor ole me

The star atop the shining tree
It wavers, falls and crashes free
With shaking hands I grab the glass
And throw it in the nearby trash

The students now refuse to budge
‘Tis Christmas now and time to judge
Their creative lines of poetry
So they all line up by the tree

The first one reads her lines of joy
Screaming and yelling to annoy
Her teacher on this Christmas day
A day of shock with much dismay

The next one sings a song of love
Her voice moves out and floats above
Yelling classmates in disarray
They’re having fun. It’s Christmas day!

Christmas poems are sung nonstop
Some do rock while others hip hop
Their songs float out the open door
Crashing loudly along the floor

All of a sudden before I could blink
In popped a fat man, old St. Nick
He shouted a word in Chinese
Stopping the noise, an instant freeze

Squatting down with a sack of stuff
Colorful boxes, strangely enough
The students were now in their seats
Waiting for their expected treats

Sure enough, as quick as foxes
Ole St. Nick passed out his boxes
All the students got gifts so fine
So I asked the man where was mine

He looked at me with a wink and a smile
As he walked slowly down the center aisle
“Your gifts are who you teach each day,”
He said, disappearing out the doorway.

‘Tis Christmas here at Jiaotong U
The party’s over, we’re all through
All my students have gone away
‘Tis really Christmas every day

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

The Bronze of Emei

I saw the sun ride the clouds this morning over Emei.
It rose from haze and darkness, past green trees
Of softness, past temples, gleaming their gold display,
Of radiant light above the lazy, hazy green mountain seas.

There, on top, was the temple. Bronze-born would soon be
The central profile of the peak. On such a golden sight
One focuses now the clearing haze. Beyond such beauty can eyes see
Far off ranges rise to mark a face turned toward the light?

Or, having seen the beauty of the bronze, does it
Force us motionless in awesome vision before
We know the haze of clouds removes our visual limit,
And swing our eyes in time to see the face of beauty to restore

Those far-off peaks? The sea of clouds? The other views?
Views, that each of us has climbed to see and muse?

On The Golden Summit

I still remember the first time on Emei
Two hours or more by bus to the ridge
Walk for thirty minutes, watching monkeys at play.
The Swiss cable car to the summit, like a bridge.

On the summit, people walk down a wooden lane.
Follow the crowd down then up to the tourist stalls
Check out the stuff, Buddhist. Its starts to rain.
Only for a minute then Sunee calls.

She shops for her family in Thailand
“Do you think Suwannah will like this?”
Don’t have a clue! Hey that’s a pretty fan.”
“How much for the fan?” I asked the young miss.

“Don’t need a fan. Do you like these gold rings?’
“I like the green one and not the pink one. Buy it”
“Ok, I’ll get her the green one and other things .”
“No more shopping, Let’s go to the summit.”

The summit was a nice five-minute walk.
Caught a glimpse of a nine-headed figure
They don’t have one like this in Bangkok.
Looks like some kind of bronze architecture.

Walk around the corner and took a break
Buddhist music coming from another stall.
Sunee checks out the music, big mistake.
She buys the video CD, the price not small.

Enough of this shopping, before I bawl.
Up some stairs to the left and then the right.
Wow! The nine-headed golden buddha standing tall.
Then behind, the huge bronze temple, What a sight!

Looked at the map for the information about it.
Gotta be something about this beautiful thing.
Largest completely bronze structure on the planet.
I knew it! The guide says it is called Jinding.

Here I am taking pictures, lots and lots.
An hour or two and it is time to go back down.
We walk along the edge, stopping at several spots.
The clouds below us form then move all around.

Time to go back to the Swiss cable car.
What’s those things on the fence, hanging?
Locks, names and dates inscribed . Bizaare!
Sunee buys one. Now it is part of the offering.

Take only pictures, leave only a lock.
What a way to end this wonderful walk!