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China: people mad about health and diverse nature

We have crossed the gate of China with a slight thrill. Previous hitch hiking, hospitality and other rules may no longer be valid. With only ‘ni how’ (‘Chinese) and ‘she she’ (‘thanks’ in Chinese) in our language stores, we had no idea of upcoming events. Back in Lithuania some people were rather had no positive forecast for hitch-hiking in China. This surely sounded like a good challenge for us.

Kinija kontrastingiausia mūsų regėta šalis. | China - the most diverse country we have ever seen.

Journey through this land was a long meditation throughout nature diversity and city madness. Both newly built houses and shabby homes on poles were with elegantly raised roof endings, which is an ultimate Chinese signature. Cities and towns welcomed with either old fashioned blue-redish gates, or modern designed toll gates.

In the north west China is very similar to Kyrgyzstan. Later we fried in Gobi desert. In the mid of China we got surprised how inventive people were to use uncomfortable mountain spaces, turning them into fertile terraces. All of them were bright coloured and looked outstanding. Perhaps this land is the most beautiful in spring with cherry and apple trees in bloom. In south east we enjoyed karsted mountain in Guangxi region.
Finally when we thought to have said the final bye to the Asian hospitality back in Kazakhstan, in fact China again surprised us a whole lot.

In 3 weeks we have made 6.5 thousands of kilometres, though the journey did not seem to be long. Desert tornadoes and sand storms were replaced by fertile mountains and watery rice fields. When you get used to the jungle madness, the land suddenly turns into terra cota with tall and thin trees. Just after having crossed the border, we slept near the frozen lake with winter jackets, and in south east we struggled with humid heat and drank water like crazy.

Ryžių laukuos. | Rice fields.

China happens to be one the most progressive countries in the world. Having the biggest army, the second best economy, being the biggest exporter and none the less importer. Infrastructure grows here sharply, hence trucks form a non ending chain on the roads. The entire country like a big building site – just newly born skyscrapers and future roads and bridges. Wind mills, sun panels and dams producing electricity. Though the air is heavily polluted and majority of locals wear nose-mouth masks.

On the contrary, we have noticed plastic and quickly breaking trucks. Drivers were unhappy in struggling to change the gears or spending hours to fix vehicles on the road. And when you think, you came to a brand shop, it does not necessarily mean you will get quality goods. Familiar product names are changed very closely to those which we normally know. Crocs become croos, Rayban – Raybau, Monblanc – Montblonc, Adidas – Adibas, and Sony – Sonie. Does anyone really care about such minor errors?

People

Šventyklos prižiūrėtojas. | Temple guard.

When we say Chinese, we often think of Han ethnic group. But then we would need another 55 groups across China. In the west we still met uigurs – the Turkic group presenters. In the mid China, Linxia or otherwise called Chinese Mecca there are hundreds of mosques, which belong to Chinese Muslim Hui group.
In southern parts some women wore extremely colourful clothing and socks. Though differently from previous countries you can often see women in shorts or tiny skirts.

Giggling, polite and smiling, and always rushing to help you. Some time ago in Beijing I had a very unpleasant tea-scam experience, and took this pesky luggage with me. All this soon evaporated when we finally experienced tourist free, curious and friendly China.

Rarely our met Chinese knew English, but often they had some friends with some knowledge who helped us to explain where are we going. We had very positive acquaintances with policemen too. Some wanted to take pictures with us, hitching a bus for us, helping us with our luggage or supplying water for our journey.

Šventyklos žmonės | Temple people.

Hospitality was very honest and not requiring any emotional reward. They did all from their hearts. Drivers always used to buy us water, ice tea, and often host us with dinner. One humble manager brought us home to have dinner. Soon he offered a hotel for us, which was a huge contrast with a previous night, where we slept in some neglected house with spiderweb curtains.

As we travel to off beaten tracks, people happen to be curious and turn back often to look at those strange travellers. Some came very close to observe how we fold our tent or boil water with hand made stove.

At first, you can think that Chinese are meek and self controlled. However, many of them were cheerful. Indeed, their body language is scarce, which was a big challenge for our communication. But at times they were even romantic or nostalgic. One truck driver for the fourth time was listening to beloved song and then singing loudly along. Then he called his partner to sing it over the phone.

Though spiting in public places something unique and universal. The government or business owners are ashamed of their citizens ill habits, hence you can see ‘don’t spit here’ signs or posters near schools teaching kids not to do it.

Mus priglaudusi šeima | Our hosts.

Once we have been hosted by a family too. When hopping up the terraced hills we tried to find a place to pitch a tent, we noticed some blooming cherry and apple trees up on the top. The scent of it lured us into wanting to sleep over there. But then some women worked in the garden. Even though neither we spoke Chinese nor them English, we managed to communicate a little bit, and soon those cheerful ladies invited us to stay with them. They surrounded us with care. Soon the neighbours came to look at new arrivals, and the father opened up a 14 year old bottle to host the guests. They gave their own bed to sleep, whilst the entire family slept in one bed.

In the morning we had a great temples on the hill tour. Those who look after the temples presented us with fruits from the altar. We said goodbye to the family as old good friends. Back on our road we were thinking that if we did not climb up curiously up the hill, we certainly did not have such a lovely local people experience.

Health

Begalo aštrūs pietūs, kuriais mus pavaišino. | VERY spicy dinner we had.

Eastern medicine gets his fame in the western world too as an alternative way of healing or prophylaxis. They look after their health intensively. One morning in Urumqi we went to have a stroll in People’s Park. The sun was rising, and no matter how old people were exercising in one or the other eastern way. No matter how strange they performed, nobody really cared of each other. We were the only spectators of the show.
Later the park got filled with dancing in eastern or western way personas despite the fact it was a working day.
All of them drink green tea or hot water. There are tons of health products stores and even hospitals. In one of them we bought our maliaria tablets, or better to say some bags with powder. Apparently they are natural products, so we were lucky enough to get something natural instead of damaging our organisms with chemicals. But then we experienced something a bit unpleasant and a bit uncomfortable, and that is – side effect. Once you eat one type of powder, that day you will want to go to toilet annoyinlgy often. And no waiting time is allowed. If you are by any chance in the car, you cannot wait to reach the destination. You really need to stop right here and right now. The positive thing is that usually you feel ok and you can eat everything as usual.

Kibiras sriubos vos 4lt. | A bucket of soup only £1.

In the shops you can see all sorts of flip flops with some bumps to press the right foot place so you would become healthy. Once we met a manager of a furniture factory. He showed us around his very tidy plant, and explaining about the products he was so proud of a raw material that they were using to produce the items. ‘It’s a camphar tree’ he have us to scent it. The wood smelled pleasantly, but what was more important for the manager that this wood was healthy.

The food was mostly healthy too. Lots of veggies (so our organisms got back to their normal status after the meat slavery in Kyrgyzstan). We have tried some balsamic pear (bitter, but again – super healthy) or meri fruits. The truck drivers beside their usual sunflower seeds bite betel nut. At first it gives you a pleasant chill in your mouth. Then it forms some strange lump deep in your mouth.

Hitch hiking

Tranzavimas nelengvas - nuolat bekintanti kelių raizgalynė. | The hitchhiking was not easy - ever changing road jungles.

To stop the cars in China is very easy. Maybe truck drivers were reluctant to stop however they always curiously observed nearly dropping out of the vehicles. Though the hardest job followed after the car stopped. We only knew few mere phrases, and their gestures are no way even close to those of Iran or Turkey. Hence there was one big challenge to explain where we are going. Sometimes they try to explain it twice – in other maybe easier Chinese words. But that did not help us at all.

China has 1.4 billion inhabitants. The desert and mountains are uninhabited, leaving some parts of China hugely populated. Even ‘small’ city could easily race with some countries capitals. So walking through some of thouse cities is a painful experience.

It is one of the most progressive countries, whose infrastructure grows rapidly. Hence if you think you have 2008 map and it will be ok to use it, forget it. Even 2010 cannot reflect all of the highway systems. This country is a true beast.

Nature

Traveling from one region to the other it seemed like going from one country to the other. Tian Shan in the very west part, then the heat of the Gobi desert. Sometimes the mountains appeared from nowehere with their snowy caps. In some places sand whirpooled into small tornados. Then we met sand storm which covered cars in a thick layer.

Team LT.

Sometimes getting lost may bring some use. One our driver was extremelly unfocused – on the way he even managed to hit the motorcycle driver. Luckily, the victim got up, hence the car owner got out of situation just paying him some money. He was obviously in hurry, so hastily was running up and down the hills roads. The views were magnficent – terraced mountains in the background of the lake. However, the road was wrong so the guy needed to reverse. Another road ended up with a ferry over the lake. We were happy – free ride from one Liuijiaxia reservoir side to the other.

Non – highway roads were the best to feel connected with the nature. Hundrends of kilometres we lived the river life. We woke up and went to sleep near it. The mountains and valleys were breath taking, some of them even taking us back to the Scotland memories. Some drivers had a great music taste, so our journey was accompanied by soft and melodic chinese tunes.

We also visited tourist beloved Guangxi region with karsted mountains and jungles. Fortunately managing to find picturesque places with no people around was the best experience. Otherwise we feel that such places are not for us anymore. We need people without masks, and even simple beauty has its own pearls.

Sleep

Mūsų nakvynė per audrą: tiltelis-šventyklėlė. | Our night shelter over the storm: temple-bridge.

Mūsų nakvynė per audrą: tiltelis-šventyklėlė. | Our night shelter over the storm: temple-bridge.

Couchsurfing (www.couchsurfing.com) is not popular at all, so the next three weeks were mainly slept in the nature. Sometimes we found quite interesting places to rest like bridge-temple, or temples somewhere in the mountains, in the corn fields or neglected houses, near the rivers or in the building sites.

On the way to Laos

We thought to reach Laos that morning, but when we brushed our teeth in our sleeping place near the jungle, some young people drove past and stopped to have some rest. After hearing our story, they took us to give a lift and on the way invited us to an elephant reservoir. We haven’t seen elephants that day, but from the cabins above the jungle we meditated the beauty of the leafy forests. After having had a delicious dinner with our new friends, we reflected if we could have afforded such detour ourselves, whether we would have appreciated the experience that much.

We left China with hundreds of great memories and positive feelings. On the way to Laos.

Kyrgyzstan – wintery nature jokes and 3 weeks in the Tian Shan mountain country

Osh after the war

Kirgistano namai nėra išvaizdūs. | Houses here are not particularly beautiful.

Crossing Uzbekistan – Kyrgyzstan border is one of the easiest steps in Middle Asia countries – no painful documentation filling. Show the visa and straight into the country.
Just as we have entered the new land, a dark car has stopped and we had couple seconds to decide whether it is safe enough to get in. We made it and the risk was worth it. Aldynbek – which appeared to be a policeman – has given us a full on tour around the city. ‘These are the left-over buildings after the Osh war in the summer of 2010′ he showed us the ghostly looking black buildings. They were Uzbeki houses and shops. ‘Have you taken part in it?’ we dared to ask. ‘Of course! This is my country. We are very democratic country. If we don’t like something, we have to show it’. He blamed Uzbeki people to be the ones to ignite the conflict and Kyrgyzs bravely responding to it. However French workers in international aid organisation Acted revealed another side of the conflict. It appears that Kyrgyz people recently became very nationalistic, and they wanted Uzebki people out of the area despite the fact they have been living there for ages. There is a dark side business factor too. It seems they wanted to overtake drug business too, hence you will see some monster cars in the town which perhaps were bought for dirty money.
Aldynbek was a slow person but with a sharp mind and even sharper humour. Soon we enjoyed his patrtiotic enthusiasm. He brought us up on the Suleiman hill covered in heavy fog that day. This hill is famous not only for local lovers coming for a date, but a place for pilgrimages and prayers to restore the fertility. His hospitality did not end right there. He booked a hostel for us and hosted with a kyrgyz dinner in the cozy restaurant. The first impression of Kyrgyz hospitality was impressive.

Vaišinęs ir hotely mums nupirkęs begalinio dosnumo policininkas Oš mieste. | Our super hospitable policeman in Osh.

Blizzards

The next day we were up on the feet to travel to Erkechtam, the border town in order to cross China as soon as possible as our entry date for Chinese visa was soon to expire. On the way though we thought to stop and spend a day in a valley near a river surrounded by Tian Shan mountains. No alpinist ambitions, but we surely wanted to hike there to feel the atmosphere. The old man in a long 2-blade beard has waived hi to us when we pitched the tents and were ready to graze our eyes on higher views.
The literally breath taking ascend was rewarded. We dared to challenge few steep wet rocks at the top, and after hard all the way up work we sat down in peace. The night underneath the moon around the bonfire eating our simple dinner was another price for the day’s adventure.

Kelias Oš-SaryTaš veda pro Tian Šanio kalnus siekiančius 7500m.| The fantastic Osh-SaryTash road goes through Tian Shan mountains that reach 7500m.

The next day we slowly moved further. Finally the truck struggling through all the snow got us to Sary Tash town up high, where not only beauty of the Tianshan peaks but the altitude made us slightly dizzy. The town was all buried in deep snow. An old style fuel station operator gave us pessmistic facts and predictions. Blizzards had been cruel recntly, and three days when nobody can cross the mountain road to Erkechtam. Nobody knows when the weather will clear up, and neither how long the cleaning process will take place. We could hardly see the difference between the sky and the earth. ‘Don’t go any further’ warned us one old man. ‘Few months ago two young people ignored the rough condiions and decided to reach the border independently. One died on the way’. We did not intend to do it anyways. We knew the wild nature might have been awake too in those harsh conditions. The only option had been left to us, and that is to wait patiently.

Likus 80km iki Kinijos sienos kalnų kelias buvo užsnigtas ir savaitę uždarytas. Štai jo pabaiga. | 80km to China's boarder the mountain road was closed due to the blizzard. Here is its end.

When few people promised to host us for free, we got lured into English teacher’s house only after realising that this stay is not going to be for free. And neither other 4 nights we stayed in this village as it seems this place is a very touristic place where compassion is non existant. We did not have much money so people could not benefit much. We realised more and more, that we cannot experience the true hospitality and interest in people when the money comes into the game. The enthusiasm on getting to know each is other is low. On the other hand we had no much choice – the blizzards were harsh, and a tent was a poor option. At least we had few days of relax stay in the peace and had magnificent walks where the high moutains all in white were in their beauty.The days passed and our hopes to get to China soon were shrinking. Despite the sunshine, the road was still closed for quite some time. We soon had to invent another plan to get to China.

Kirgizų vaikai. | Kyrgystan's kids.

The north of the country

Our plan meant to reach the capital city as soon as possible, and make Kazach visa over there, and do Chinese one in Almaty. The recent blizzards were nasty. The avalanches on the only Osh-Bishkek road meant we have to wait once again. Luckily we could couchsurf at Prad’s place where we had a chance to meet up with some french and american aid workers, who told few ins and outs of the their work.
Once we got to Bishkek, the time slowed down again. Instead of gloomy visa waiting in the capital, we soon hitched a thumb to a pearl of Kyrgyztan as they call it. Ysyk Kul lake surely was a pride of it all. The massive lake, surrounded by snowpeaked mountains, looked mysterious. The camping there was a heavenly pleasure.

Mėgstama margalynė ir spalvos. | Colourfulnes and bright colours are widely used here.

Igor

One night when were about to pitch the tents thinking we are all in solitude in the middle of nowhere, a ghostly looking man was walking towards us along the lake. The moon shone brightly hence soon we could see his full picture. His clothing looked tidy, he wore glasses and looked a typical comical character from old Russian movies. In Russian Igor started to shout from afar: ‘I thought I am the only romantic down here. But hell you are romantic too. You know if I was to die, this is the right place. This is the paradise on earth’. He was clearly drunk but moderately, as he was still able to talk clearly and often philosophically. We soon to realize he was thrown out from home by his wife who was not too happy about his recent behaviour. In his hands he had a plastic bag with two plastic bottles of home made wine and two glases. He immediately poured some wine to us, and we had to admit it was a good quality drink made by his mother-in-law. Whilst we collected some wood, pitched the tents and prepared the food he was non stop philosophing and quite wisely about love and life. It was still pretty cold, so we offered him one of our tents. Soon he layed down and snored heavily. At night he was talking loudly, making quite a mess in a tent, and in the morning disappeared as mystically as appeared. We would have thought it was an illussion or so but Igor’s left glasses on the rock and empty bottles of delicious wine were laying there.

Kur Žiema vasaroja. | Where Winter sleeps.

Going to China

The lengthy nearly 2 week waiting process of Kazachstan and new Chinese visa finally was over. We had to admit we were lucky enough to be hosted by few people in Bishkek who made our city stay managable. Couchsurfers Irene and then David were incredibly fast to respond to our request, so we did not need to stay in the park. We were surprised to be hosted by some fellow Lithuanians who immediately offered us a good shower, our celebratory ‘3 months on the road’ dinner and a full wash of our clothing before we set off to East. Once we had the painful visas in the pocket, we head to Kazachstan with no major expectations.

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