Tourblog live from China

Dienstag, 10. August 2010

Zhuhai Part II (10.08.2010)

I'm sitting in a Shangai Airlines plane on the tarmac at Guangzhou  
airport: since our departure time has been delayed one hour thanks to  
the control tower, I have time to describe the (free) day. Groups were  
formed according to wishes: I was fortunate enough to hook up with Yun  
Wu, our substitute violist, who is a native of southern China and a  
charmer on any continent. I heard later of fantastic excursions to the  
island in Zhuhai bay, of bike rides and shopping expedtions, but I can  
only tell you what I experienced. Three of us  visited the harbor and  
the museum with it's marvelous life-sized clay statues and later  
headed to a restaurant where we chose the ingredients for our meal.  
These were returned to us some minutes later in the form of soup. Yun  
led us through a supermarket, showing us many local specialties and  
curiosities, and later to a district of small shops where salespeople  
tried to entice us inside with their wares. This is where Yun  
displayed an amazing talent for bargaining: the leather belt which  
cost 38 yuan at the beginning of the negociations was finally sold for  
10. I should have bought more of them! As we entered a tea shop the  
employees greeted us with a song- they did the same for all the  
entering and exiting- customers. It was a great little show, but the  
following ceremony of choosing tea and sampling a cup far surpassed  
it- what a cultivated way of doing business.
Getting 99 travellers and 10 celli onto their respective planes (we  
travelled in two groups) is not a task for sissies: this takes men of  
steel, which is why I'm really happy that Frieda was there when she  
was needed. Calmly sorting through piles of passports to find my  
missing one, she helped to get me to the gate (not the church) on  
time. Boarding had started when I arrived at the gate to see a  
golfcart laden with celli and their owners zip past me- what a sight  
for sore eyes! They'd managed to get through security even though  
they'd had only tickets for their celli and not for themselves.
As soon as this plane gets off the ground I'll start thinking about  
the stories to come.

Keine Kommentare:

Kommentar veröffentlichen