The Lian Lodge and the Long Haired Ladies

This is the entrance to the hotel. The hanging things are real bamboo roots.

Our room, the Celadon, with windows on both sides and spectacular views.

One of the antique wood carvings in the hotel. The artwork was amazing and I wish I had taken more pictures.

This is as close as we got to pictures of the long-haired ladies. The real long hairs had their hair wrapped and pinned up but you could see how much hair it was. They looked top-heavy. I don't get it myself, why anyone would want that much hair...

Ping An Continued

I might be overdoing it on the pictures of our trip up the mountainside, but I'm so fascinated by the whole process. This is at the beginning when we are still unaware of what lies ahead. At first, the guys said Ok you ladies can get your luggage toted, but we will carry our own and walk. Why spend money on such indulgence? Mary and I thought it was silly to scrimp on such a small thing and we won. Believe me, this was the best money we ever spent! If you are curious, it was about $16 each for the sedan chair ride and about $3 each way for the luggage toters. A major bargain if you ask me.

Two of the sedan chair "drivers." Don't they look like they are thinking, "Wait a minute, we need to charge by the kilo instead of by the person!" They did stop to rest two or three times on the way up.

This was my luggage lady. She was very protective of my precious stuff and the next morning she immediately grabbed the same suitcase and computer case and took off down the hill.

Look how easy they make it look! We told Rosely that we felt guilty letting them carry us because it seemed so unfair, but she said they do it every day and it is their choice. I wonder.... By the way, I hope it's clear that we walked down the next day under our own power. Aren't you proud?

More Pictures of China

This picture will give you an idea of what Ping An looked like while we were being carried up to that wonderful hotel.
The buildings are mostly of wood and quite densely situated.
More of the rice terraces.
A woman working in the rice fields.

After we left Beijing, we flew to Guilin which is the area of China that is so famous for the limestone karsts and terraced rice paddies. We didn't stay in Guilin, but went directly to Ping An, the perched village I've already told you about. The scenery from Guilin to Ping An was spectacular, although the weather was a bit hazy so a lot of the pictures didn't turn out very well. The people in these small villages are living just as they have been for hundreds of years. What a hard life it is but they seem really happy. One of the villages is famous for its women who supposedly have the longest hair in the world. They only get it cut three times in their lives--once when they are 18, once when they are married and one other time (can't remember when), but even then it is only cut a little bit and their hair is many feet long. They approach you and say Long Hair Long Hair you want picture? Then they charge you if you take a picture. We were feeling a little exploited by that so we didn't bite.

China the Unexpected

China! What an amazing pleasant surprise! Quite frankly, in the initial planning of the trip I was lukewarm about including China at all. I felt we had to at least hit a few highlights, but I didn’t expect to really like it all that much. I was going for the “educational” experience. I expected drab clothing, long faces, gray buildings, dirty streets, military bearings, and…well, you catch my drift.

Not so! China is alive with color, smiles, cleanliness, beauty, happy people, HIGH fashion, amazing architecture and sights like we’ve never seen before.

Beijing, as you may remember, has been chosen as the site of the Summer Olympics in 2008, beating out, among other cities, our own Big D. After seeing Beijing and the preparations that are underway for the Olympics, all four of us agree that the very idea that Dallas could compete in the world arena with a city like Beijing is both ludicrous and naive. Of course, we love Dallas, but let me explain.

Beijing, a city of 13 million people, is so big it defies the imagination. Everything is huge—the buildings, the squares, the parks, the boulevards, the hotels, the billboards—everything. Although the buildings aren’t as tall as New York, it makes New York feel smaller because the scale is so much more grand. You don’t walk across the street in Beijing—there are underground passageways. Otherwise you would cross about 10 lanes of traffic, which, like most cities in Asia, don’t pay attention to lanes anyway. Happily, our hotel was within walking distance to Tienanmen Square and the Forbidden City (thank you, Gwenna), but a walking city it isn’t. You would walk your feet into bloody stumps before you would get anywhere.

You could eat off the streets in Beijing. I don't think I've ever seen a city so clean. In spite of a massive building campaign, everything is neat and tidy. We saw a few of the new stadiums that are being built for the Olympics, as well as the structure which will be the site of the opening ceremonies (the bee hive, I think it's called) and they are so impressive. New hotels are going up, there are signs everywhere advertising the Olympic slogan, One World, One Dream, and the energy fairly vibrates throughout the city. Unlike Bhutan, where we sadly question whether the necessary renovations will be complete in time for the coronation of the king and the attendant ceremonies, Beijing WILL be ready and the world is in for a treat. It is clear the the Beijing Olympics will top anything we have ever seen before.

In our short time in Beijing, we didn't even begin to scratch the surface of what the city has to offer. . It would be worth going back to.

More of Ping An

These ladies carried our overnight bags in wicker baskets on their backs all the way up the hill and then back down again the next day. At least they didn't have to carry us!

A view of our hotel, the LiAn Lodge, from above.

This hotel was among the most unusual we've ever stayed in. Designed and built by a Chinese man, Keren Su, an artist and photographer of note who lives in Seattle, it has 16 rooms, all different and each filled with antiques and fine art. Apparently, Mr. Su discovered Ping An in 1997 and decided to build this hotel there. There are other small hotels and guest houses, but this is the most unique. It is entirely made of wood with no nails, all tongue and groove. We were the only guests and Rosely, one of the three hotel staff, was our personal guide and chief cook and bottle washer. She walked us all through the village (yes, we walked on our own), lower where the shops and restaurants are, and higher where the above view of the hotel was taken and then later she showed us every room in the hotel so we could see for ourselves the genius of Mr. Su. I've never seen anything quite like it. Each room has a name and a theme--ours was Celadon, and there was Batik, Rock, Calligraphy, Music, etc. Our room was done in soft greens with antique porcelain pieces around the bed and windows on two sides. Not large, but so beautiful and comfortable. The way the hotel is perched on the side of the hill is amazing. Ping An is like an Asian version of a European "perched village" where all you do is wonder at the people who managed to build it at all.

Rosely has a great command of English and we all loved her. She is only 23 and was hired sight unseen by Mr. Su right out of college where she majored in "Management of Agricultural Economy." She is a bit lonely though, because as you can imagine, Ping An is a bit isolated and the young people are few. Rosely diplomatically said she had great respect for the hill people, but had a bit of trouble relating to them and one can see why. We all predicted a great future for Rosely as a tour guide, which is what she wants to do next, after she completes her "obligation" to Mr. Su. She has so much charisma and personality, she will do fine and we encouraged her to get her resume out there now. We've already received an email from her and we plan to keep in touch.

Ping An continuing up the hill

I'm taking this picture looking back. Can't move too much because it jars the sedan chair carriers and the front one turns around and glares. So it's difficult taking pictures but the sights are unbelievable.

The view from our window in the hotel. More about this amazing hotel later. These are the famous rice paddy terraces that are the subject of so many paintings and photographs.

our hosts, Cassandra and Rosely with Tom. Rosely is so adorable, more about her later as well.

Ho hum, just another view from our window.

Ping An Village near Guilin, China

Ping An is a small village near Guilin China, where we flew after leaving Beijing. I can't elaborate now, too late, but I want to post pictures while I can. More later.

Beloved being carried up the mountainside in a sedan chair. Believe me, he fought it.

A good view of us being schlepped up the mountain. This rivals the Tiger's Nest, except we were carried!

Another view

Asia leads the world in the number of steps.

The Forbidden City Beijing

These folks asked (politely) to have their pictures taken with us. This happened four or five times in China. We were a source of great amazement. We are known as Big Noses. Many of these people have never seen Westerners before.

This picture is just to illustrate the scale of the Forbidden City. The buildings are huge, the squares are huge, the buildings are plain.

Isn 't this adorable?

Another pix of the very large FC.

Our Tai Chi Lesson in Temple of Heaven Park Beijing

The Tai Chi Master about to face the greatest challenge of her life.

This scene attracted a crowd of Chinese snapping pictures.
C'mon guys, we're trying!
After we received our diplomas, we posed with our teacher and her assistant.

The Great Wall of China

I love these signs--they are so charming. I was disappointed to read in the paper that Beijing has hundreds of English speakers looking for signs in "awkward" English so they can be "cleaned up" before the Olympics. What and ruin the charm?

The Great Wall with requisite steps. We have now climbed 4,387,653 steps. Only kidding.
Here we are on the "Mutinayu" section of the wall. Considering the wall covers about the distance from New York to LA, this is a small part of it indeed.
Pretty awesome