Best weekend of my Chinese life so far me thinks....
05.06.2011 - 08.06.2011
I have just spent the last 4 days in a little lake side village outside of Chengjiang (澄江） in Yunnan with a student and his family. So we got there the first day (Sunday) just me and my friend Jack （grade one student with English as good as yours and mine in a mini van designed for maximum 8 people (including the driver), which, not unusually had 10 people in it all the way to Chengjiang (2.5hrs, no Natalie). Got there, went to the park, laughed at old people dancing in the square (as they so often do to my great amusement) then meandered down to his Aunts house and ate fresh plums, nectarines and peaches, talked and stuff. They then took me to my hotel for the night, (refused to let me pay, 4 stars was sweet as) then went out with Jack and some of his friends from junior middle school where we talked about life in general, what I was doing in China, essentially talked about me over milk tea whilst Jack translated the bits I didn't know. Followed by hotel, pass out for a bit, wake up at 3am and watch Gone With the Wind on CCTV9 win! lol
Ummm next day was the Dragon Boat festival (端午节） had a traditional breakie of zhongzi (super sticky rice, gonna attempt to make it when i get home) and zhou in the hotel,then to the market which was WALL TO WALL HUMANS and CORPSES of animals then in a bus to Jack's village
and his grandparents traditional Chinese style house of mud bricks down a shaded lane with chickens and dogs out the front and a court yard in the middle, 21 people sitting in the court yard, peeling vegges, laughing and sorting out the coriander for the market. Home made food is seriously THE BOMB! lol
Then on Tuesday chilled with Jack and some other students from school, went to the beaches of Fuxian Lake (抚仙湖）, looked like a Whitsundays beach, glassy blue/green water, and blue skies (but it was a pebble beach, no sand) water was seriously awesome,
fish swimming and its pretty cool, cold but.
Jack, Nat and I went out on the lake in a paddle boat, chilled in the sun (I am currently scarlet skinned) and drifted where the wind blew us, talked to fellow boaters (in other boats) one thought it was an invitation to come aboard, next thing i knew he had jumped in the water, swam over to our boat and got in ours, talked, and found out he was from the nth of china, inner Mongolia. then it started to rain so we headed in, went for dinner, blah blah blah.
Today, got up, got on a bus and fell into conversation with a pair of 75 yo Hui (Chinese minority that are Muslim, usually from Xinjiang Provence who are Turkic in origin) they were speaking Uighur dialect to me (more like Arabic then Chinese) and I spoke Chinese,
was cool could actually understand all they were saying, so not so stressed about going to Xinjiang now lol. But yeah were talking about their lives, what we were doing in China, places to see in Xinjiang (they got very excited when I told them i was going and told me the addy of some relatives up there if i need any help, so sweet of them) then one of them pulled out some paper and a pen and said "6 numbers and 1 lucky number please, fill up the page" I'm like ok...
He wanted me to pick his numbers for his lotto thing which technically isn't "gambling" but seriously is like power ball lol, asked him why and he said that in his culture, pale skinned people are meant to be lucky.
It was a freaking great weekend, something I will never forget.