Monday, April 27, 2009

So much to say....

Ahhhhh, how the time gets away from me. It's like a lifetime of experiences occur and then I realize that I haven't shared any of them. So, I've decided that this entry is going to be a mish-mash of moments and places and insights from the last several weeks in China. As I post this, Ian is settling back at home in Victoria preparing to 'wow' all of you with the sights and sounds of traveling for a month in Vietnam and Thailand with his sister, Jane. Get ready.

Before I return to the serene Buddha pictures and UNESCO heritage site adventures, I thought I'd share some photos from a week we spent in the Orthopedics department. Back in Canada, we learn that in the field of Orthopedics, TCM has a long history of bone setting (without surgery), healing injuries with poultices made from various animal parts, and adjusting joints with intensely aggressive manipulations (somewhat reminiscent of the heading rotations from the 'Exorcist'). While this may be true, we didn't see much of it. What we did see were strange and slightly archaic looking equipment used for traction, lots of injection therapy of Western pharmaceuticals and some TCM herbs into various joints, and some herbal patches applied to injuries.




A couple of weeks ago I decided to fly solo on a trip to a mountain near Chengdu, called Emei Shan. It has been revered as a pilgrimage site for Buddhists since the 3rd century (but some sources say was inhabited by Taoists up to 10,000 years ago). It was everything I'd hoped it would be and the perfect respite from my busy life in the city. Clean air pumping through my lungs that were working overtime climbing scores of stairs (like 500metres vertical in an hour or so!), and quiet time for my mind. Not unlike other sites of pilgrimage or remotely located communities accessible only by foot (human or mule), I saw many locals heaving huge loads of supplies to the monasteries and food stalls spotting the trail. There is a road that is used by the countless bus tours taking eager seekers to the summit and a couple of stops in between, but to experience anything off this beaten track, walking (or being carried) is the only option. As you can see below, some of the visitors choose not to break a sweat, but prefer to let others do it for them!




Some pics along the way....

(What would a pilgrimage be without some Red Bull?)


It's one of the most highly rated destinations on the tourist circuit, and with luck, I chose a route that kept me pretty much alone the whole time except for when I encountered the famously 'aggressive monkeys'. In those moments I was thankful to have had some company. Although mostly harmless, with fangs greater than their bite, I do know a woman that had to get a series of rabies shots from her not so harmless encounter with them.



The mountain is spotted with monasteries, that serve as places of worship and accommodation for the pilgrims that come from far and wide to give offerings. The photos below are from the monastery that I slept at, in a room shared with 3 other Chinese women. Because there is no insulation (and even gaping slits between the window and wooden walls), and the altitude was nearly 3000 metres, every bed is fit with its own electric blanket and comforter. Though I was glad for the heat at the end of a long day's hike, it quickly turned into a warm but very damp cocoon to try and sleep until before sunrise in...yuck.



I got up and left the next morning in the dark, and heard the monks banging the gongs for their morning practice as I ascended the next part of the trail. It was an amazing way to start the day...one step after the other as I entered a beautiful rhododendron grove in full bloom. Lots of old craggy trees replaced the dense forest I had hiked through the day before as I moved toward the summit.



The next monastery I arrived at was a mere 10 minutes from the gargantuan parking lot that services the thousands of tourists that visit Emei every day.


The typical circuit tour includes visiting a couple of huge monasteries a 20 minute drive from town and then a bus ride 9/10ths (or more) of the way up the mountain where passengers are dropped, rent a warm parka, walk 15 minutes to the gondola, ride another 10 minutes to the final destination...The Golden Summit. So, why do people come here?...read the clips below to find out about the the summit and the 4 wonders of Emei Shan.




Though there was no sunrise, or even view to be seen the morning I arrived, I'd received exactly what I'd come for in every step along the way.

Shantih om.

Check out our school blog for some other recent stories from China.... www.ccaominchina.blogspot.com

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Les Cheveux

Okay, so enough of the serene buddha photos and elaborate Chinese garden shots...let's talk about something that impacts us all deeply....HAIR! Its styling is something akin to a national pastime here, and I'd hate to guess the ratio of hair stylists to other professions because I'm sure they'd have 'em beat. Generally speaking, in my observation the folks here are out to make a statement. Sometimes, I'm not sure exactly what it might be, but it's bold and brave. As with many other trends set abroad that make their way to those of us that live North of the 49th, China's got a new one coming (or rather old one making a resurgence).....the PERM. Yup, love it or hate it, it's all the rage here with the women (and even some men). There's tight and short, wavy and long, just plain kinky, and everything in between.





Seems that nothing's too extreme here, and it's kind of contagious. You see, my friend Nat decided that it was her turn to give it a go (and I went along for a 'trim'). Not only is the final result of a perm something to celebrate, the mechanism by which the curl is birthed is truly outrageous. It's a contraption like none other I've seen, a distant cousin to the octopus one might say. Once the rollers have been rolled, each one is plugged in with corkscrew cords into a dome shaped heater that sits above the lucky lady's (or man's) head. Twenty minutes later, and it's all been said and done. Here, take a look.



Of course, as Nat was being attacked by the sea creature I was convinced to do more than just have some 'bangs' cut. Even with a friend there to translate, before I knew it I had my very own 'chinese haircut'.


Hope you're having as much fun as we are....
Man zou,
Lesley