Tianjin might have been my favorite city we visited in China. It was just so fantastically bizarre. I loved the mix of modern Chinese and traditional Western architecture (in the first picture especially), and its "Ancient Culture Street" (pictures 4-5) and "Italian-Style Town" (picture 6) were so strange. Not sure just how long the Ancient Culture Street has been around, though I can say with some certainty that it's not exactly ancient; but I was surprised to learn that the Italian-Style Town has been around for over 100 years. It's gotten a recent facelift, but Tianjin originally brought in an Italian architect to make the dream come alive in the early 1900s. The city isn't any kind of consistently pretty, but it's absolutely got some charm.
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Tuesday, March 13, 2012
tianjin III: the old & the new
Tianjin might have been my favorite city we visited in China. It was just so fantastically bizarre. I loved the mix of modern Chinese and traditional Western architecture (in the first picture especially), and its "Ancient Culture Street" (pictures 4-5) and "Italian-Style Town" (picture 6) were so strange. Not sure just how long the Ancient Culture Street has been around, though I can say with some certainty that it's not exactly ancient; but I was surprised to learn that the Italian-Style Town has been around for over 100 years. It's gotten a recent facelift, but Tianjin originally brought in an Italian architect to make the dream come alive in the early 1900s. The city isn't any kind of consistently pretty, but it's absolutely got some charm.
Monday, March 12, 2012
tianjin II: in the nighttime
At night, Tianjin was a stunner. All those reflections on the (totally not competely frozen) river were gorgeous.
tianjin I: fun with rivers
Until you go to Tianjin, China, you don't even know what all you can do with a river. Things that never would have occurred to me to do on an only partially frozen river: go ice fishing; go ice chairing (you know, like ice skating, but you sit on a tiny chair and propel yourself with poles -- does this exist outside of Tianjin??); set off fireworks; ride a bicycle. (For some reason, it's the last of these that made me gape the most.)
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
xi'an by night
While the terracotta army was cool and the old city was interesting by day, I most enjoyed Xi'an by night, especially all the crazy lights going on by an exhibition near the South Gate.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
palace museum / forbidden city
I guess I knew that the Forbidden City (officially known as the Palace Museum) was going to be big, but I didn't have a good idea of how big. Freaking enormous would begin to cover it. We tried to enter from the north but were told we had to go to the main entrance instead (closer to Tiananmen Square), and just walking around the outside at a reasonably brisk pace took solidly fifteen minutes. Big. And also very cool. I loved the details on the outsides of the buildings in particular, and got my first taste of the many wonderful English translations in China. Relic protected, no scratch. Indeed.
Monday, March 5, 2012
chinese eats
Beijing:
1-2. Snickers at the Palace Museum (Forbidden City).
3. Milk tea at a stand across the street from Lama Temple.
4. Amazing dinner not far from the Wiegongcun subway stop (Line 4), at this restaurant, starring the best Chinese cabbage I've ever tasted.
5. Dessert and fantastic jasmine tea at Lao She Teahouse, which we visited for free thanks to a friend of Conor's.
6. Fried scorpions at the Wanfujing Night Market (tourist central, but briefly entertaining).
Xi'an:
7. McDonald's plain cheeseburger. Before you mock me, note two things: 1) We were the only white people in every single fast food restaurant we went to (which also included KFC and Burger King), and Conor always ordered in Chinese ("It's not cheating if you still have to speak Mandarin to get your burger," he said.); and 2) The way they flavor the meat at McDonald's in China is different and AMAZING.
8. Noodle shop dinner (spicy and delicious!).
9. Hot pot, wonderful hot pot.
Tianjin:
10. Dumplings in a mall near Dabeijyuan Temple.
11-12. Chinese crullers, hard-boiled egg, and "warm food" (for dipping the crullers in) at the Muslim restaurant immediately to the left upon entering Zhong Shan Food Court.
13-14. Manto (steamed bread) at the end of Zhong Shan Food Court (near Zhong Shan Park). We waited absolutely ages for these, and lo, they were tasty.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
sliding cars and bear park
Just over a month ago, I flew to China to visit my youngest brother, Conor, who'd just finished up his January term study abroad program in Beijing. Within twenty-hour hours of landing, we were on our way to the Great Wall at Badaling, on a bus where we were the only white people. (Conor speaks Mandarin, fluently enough to have conversation about American health insurance in a noodle shop, which is to say, more than well enough to get done anything that needed doing while we were there -- so he was my trip interpreter.) Badaling is the most-touristed and easiest-to-reach section of the Great Wall, but it actually wasn't as crowded as I would have expected on a Saturday afternoon, and also, it's beautiful.
We were suitably impressed with the Great Wall itself, but also quite impressed with the tourist infrastructure surrounding Badaling. Conor tells me that Chinese tourism is not necessarily up to par with Western tourism the majority of the time, but at Badaling the Chinese were all over it. For instance, running short on time or generally feeling too lazy to walk all the way up the Great Wall? No problem! You can ride the sliding cars.
Yes, the sliding cars are exactly what they look like: a very slow-moving roller coaster. After the fact Conor told me that all along the route there were signs saying "no photography" but since they were only in Mandarin, whoops. If there were anywhere in China where I would have figured on English translations being prevalent, the Great Wall would have been it, but nah.
Even more unexpected than the sliding cars, though: after the bus drop-off point in the snacks and souvenirs section but before the sliding cars, we walked under a sign that Conor examined and scratched his head over. "Um, that says 'bear park,'" he told me. Why yes.

The environment they're kept in is pretty sparse, as you can tell from the pictures, and it's upsetting in the way that basically any zoo is upsetting -- but also, these bears were cool. They may be begging for food from tourists and gnawing on pieces of trash (see below) but they seemed to be genuinely enjoying themselves. Which is maybe even sadder than if they just looked dejected. I don't know. But they are some awesome bears.

For instance, please meet Edna.* Edna was my favorite. Edna was initially into the spirit of tackling the other bears, but then got distracted by gnawing on her own leg.** Then she found and commenced gnawing on a piece of shiny trash, which amused her to no end. (There may have been an end, but it wasn't during the fifteen minutes or so we spent watching her.)
*Edna may have possibly been Ed. Hard to tell!
**Just like our favorite hyena in The Lion King! Hence the name.
In conclusion, woohoo China! You were awesome and sometimes a little awful, but always, always weird.
We were suitably impressed with the Great Wall itself, but also quite impressed with the tourist infrastructure surrounding Badaling. Conor tells me that Chinese tourism is not necessarily up to par with Western tourism the majority of the time, but at Badaling the Chinese were all over it. For instance, running short on time or generally feeling too lazy to walk all the way up the Great Wall? No problem! You can ride the sliding cars.
Yes, the sliding cars are exactly what they look like: a very slow-moving roller coaster. After the fact Conor told me that all along the route there were signs saying "no photography" but since they were only in Mandarin, whoops. If there were anywhere in China where I would have figured on English translations being prevalent, the Great Wall would have been it, but nah.
Even more unexpected than the sliding cars, though: after the bus drop-off point in the snacks and souvenirs section but before the sliding cars, we walked under a sign that Conor examined and scratched his head over. "Um, that says 'bear park,'" he told me. Why yes.
The environment they're kept in is pretty sparse, as you can tell from the pictures, and it's upsetting in the way that basically any zoo is upsetting -- but also, these bears were cool. They may be begging for food from tourists and gnawing on pieces of trash (see below) but they seemed to be genuinely enjoying themselves. Which is maybe even sadder than if they just looked dejected. I don't know. But they are some awesome bears.
For instance, please meet Edna.* Edna was my favorite. Edna was initially into the spirit of tackling the other bears, but then got distracted by gnawing on her own leg.** Then she found and commenced gnawing on a piece of shiny trash, which amused her to no end. (There may have been an end, but it wasn't during the fifteen minutes or so we spent watching her.)
*Edna may have possibly been Ed. Hard to tell!
**Just like our favorite hyena in The Lion King! Hence the name.
In conclusion, woohoo China! You were awesome and sometimes a little awful, but always, always weird.
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