Showing posts with label Yunan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Yunan. Show all posts

Friday, September 7, 2007

Baoshan Stone City 保山石头城


Baoshan Stone City is not really a city. It's a town of 100+ families perched on top of a rock outcrop. With city walls built around the already steep cliffs surrounding the town, the city was secure from attacks of mountain thieves in the past, and for now, has capped the number of families living in the town (at 108 homes, some books say.)

It's an 8-hour bumpy bus-ride away from Lijiang. Because it was low season, I was the only tourist during the 3 days I was there. I took some time walking around town, absorbing the view of the city from all angles, taking it slow, reading, talking to people, and after 3 days, I became a bit too attached.

They told me 9 out of 10 newborns here are boys, and it does look that way walking around town. It's also a real scatological disaster, with pigs, horses and chickens free to wander around the stone-paved alleys. Every evening, after a day of labour, people gather at the south and north gates on their way home , talking about corn, pigs, and anything else that comes to mind. An old man motioned for me to go over and offered me a freshly picked walnut, another old lady offered to open it for me by hammering my walnut with a piece of rock.

My last evening there, I sat at the north gate reading. Looking across the river valley, I know the second house up the mountain from the river belongs to Mr. He, a jolly man who took me across the valley and back on the rapid waters of the Jinsha River in his black rubber boat. The mountain ranges further away are the ranges that the nice man who trades an expensive fungus climbs over everyday, from daybreak until 3 in the morning sometimes, and then again at daybreak. He is also the nice man who guided me down the slippery trail to the river.

I continued with my book and before I managed to read another chapter, someone I recognized walked pass.
喂,你去哪? ("Yo. Where are you going?") I asked.
喂,去赶马.("Hey. Just taking the horses out.")
It's the young man I met yesterday, friend of the bus driver.
A chapter later, he came back through the North gate.
走吧!"Let's go." He said. To where exactly I don't know, but happy about being considered a friend, I just followed.

We walked pass the door of another young man I have met, squatting in front of his house. He came along and eventually offered to take me to a place. We sat down at the top of some stone steps, and as night fell, more and more people gathered. This is where old people come hang out everyday until 11 before they go home to bed, the young man told me.

A stone city with 108 (?) families. An ensemble movie involving the same characters in a new episode everyday.

The morning before I left, I went to say goodbye to everyone I've met in these 3 days. There's Grandpa Mu who used to build houses and make furniture, but have now discovered an alternate calling in making small sculptures for the occasional tourist; there's my sweet hostel keeper who fixed all my meals and told me she probably married too early; her sister-in-law who became deaf from meningitis at a young age and therefore did not marry and remained at home. All of them did not seem to care as much about my departure as I did. Afterall, I'm only the occasional tourist that chanced through, someone who doesn't belong to the movie.

On the way back to Lijiang, one of the town's young man who was also going to Lijiang asked me to get a drink with him. He is a talker, but quite a dull one, so I wasn't particularly interested in hanging out with him, but I did anyway, wanting to extend the connection to the stone city of Baoshan for just a little longer.





Traveler information:

Buses: Buses departs almost everyday at the Xiangshan Market 象山中央市场. Since the buses are private, whether or not there's a bus and at what time is up to the drivers. It's best to call Mr. Mu , the driver (tel: 135-7837-1814) ahead of time. 30-35 yuan + 160 yuan for entering the Yuelong Snow Mountain area. If you've already done that trip, may be you can try giving them your old ticket? Not sure if it works. Many also make special arrangements with the driver paying him a small fee and then hiding behind a local :p.

If you have rented your own car to get there, you can of course do both Yuelong Snow Mountains (the fake lime steps are on the way) and Baoshan Stone City all in one trip with the same entrance tickets.

Hostels: The driver will probably try to get you to stay at his hostel. It has decent rooms both with or without bathrooms, all facing the Jinsha River Valley. Around 30-50 yuan. When I was there, the showers weren't very hot. Meals around 5 yuan.

There's also a few other hostel in town, one is Mujia Hostel. Rooms are around 30 yuan (Bathrooms not attached to the rooms) and 15 yuan for a bed. Some rooms also have a view. Meals around 10 yuan.

Both places can arrange for guides to nearby caves, and for the 3-5 day hike to Lugu Lake.

Crossing the River: If you'd like to cross the river and climb halfway up the mountain to get a panoramic view of Baoshan Stone City, you can contact Mr. He (tel: 135-7837-2338), a very nice man who operates the rubber boat across the river for around 15-20 yuan each way. He can also arrange for lunch at his home, which is half way up the mountain and has a view of Baoshan Stone City. This is a half-day trip if you rise early. After arranging for a boat, you'll need to first get to the river. Go out of the north gate (at the bottom of the city), go down the stone steps on the left, turn right at the end of the steps, and descend the hill towards the river. The path isn't very obvious, so you'll need to make a few guesses if you're not with a local (like I was) and if you don't want to hire a guide. Some parts of the trail you'll need to get on all fours, and it's very slippery during rainy season.

Trail around town:
It's very nice to skirt around the city, and to get a better idea of how it's built on the rock outcrop. You can follow the trail left of the north gate.

Lugu Lake: If you're planning to go to Lugu Lake anyway, you can consider the 3-5 day hike from here. You can then avoid the treacherously bumpy ride from Baoshan Stone City back to Lijiang, and again from Lijiang to Lugu Lake, which will take you 2 days anyway. The hostels can arrange for guides, if you'd like to do it with your own group without a guide, other people have posted instructions online. I couldn't find a hiking partner so I didn't actually do this trail.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Tiger Leaping Gorge and Why People Travel


Tiger Leaping Gorge, a trek that all backpackers to Yunan will do, also a trail that was part of the Ancient Tea and Horse Trail.

Didn't think I'd be doing it alone (in parts at least) But a landslide blocked the road to a hostel I was heading to, where I could have found potential hiking companions. So I ended up doing it alone, which turned out to be quite enjoyable.

At the first guesthouse. I read the entire guestbook that night. It reminded me of how travelling can be such an alternate state of mind.

"Toto:I hope that 10 years later, you will be able to read this. By then, you must have become a strong young man. I'm waiting for the day..."

"We are always on the road. What are we looking for? For me, I'm looking for that something that touches me. I'm looking for that world that can only be found in my dreams. I am looking for that one-love which I have lost and which I miss: love for one tree; love for that one gust of wind that blows through the mountains; love for this sky, sprinkled with shinning stars."

"I haven't been very happy. The future is full of uncertainties. I've lost the goals I had after a few things happened. A life without direction is terrifying. I'm starting to doubt if it is worth my efforts. I hope I can find my answers on the road. "

"I've dreamed of this trip for the longest time and finally I have arrived here. I suddenly realized, it's not a particular place that I like, I just like being on the road. I hope, I can always be on the road."

" No matter how beautiful the night sky, how bright the stars, it's so different without you around. To travel is to escape, but there's only so long you can stay away. I am not among the shinning stars that you so love..."

Is it unethical to share on the world wide web such intimate moments someone had with his/ her surroundings? But they're so poetic, I thought I'd share.

Next morning, I Woke up to this.

Naxi GuestHouse: A night's stay & dinner and breakfast = 38 yuan




Really taking my time.

Found some company later on the second day.

The other hostel with a beautiful view of the gorge. Reminds me of 夏蕙酒店 and Stella :)

It was a beautiful hike. I want to come back next time between October and May, when I 'd be able to see the two snow mountains Yulong and Haba.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Shangri-la..

..or Zhongdian, was a bit disappointing at first. Lonely Planet pretty much glossed over the city, but the Chinese guidebooks raved about it. If China decided to name this city Shangri-la after looking at all its cities, this can't be it.

I soon realized though, it's not the city that should be named Shangri-la, it should be the area, it should be the Shangri-la prefecture. It's the areas I pass through between waking and sleeping, an area that is best seen hiking (I'll make an effort at this later) that is the real Shangri-la.






The lesson of the day, you'll look for the beauty when any place has a name like Shangri-la.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

A Transforming Landscape

From Lijiang to Zhongdian, you see a landscape transform from a green fertile land
to a more barren land with drier lower growths.

You see people's clothes transform from the simple white and blue outfit and a simple blue hat of the Naxi, to the tall and elaborate headdress (of the Yi?), to the colourful outfits of the Tibetans.

You see architecture transform from the Naxi houses with storage on the second floor, and living quarters on the lower floor, to the Tibetan houses with elaborate details and colourful painted walls.

It's amazing that landscape and culture can all transform so quickly in a 4-hour bus ride. Does this speak to the immobility of the people? Their love of their identity and their local land?

A road sign sweeped by, instructing drivers to drive no faster than 40km. I glanced over to my driver's speed meter.


It's broken. It's stuck at zero.
May be the change of landscape just speaks to how fast my driver is driving...

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Two More Fake Things in China

This is fake:



Joined a local tour with my friend Siu Oi today, this was one of the photo spots underneath the Yulong Snow Mountain. It looked a bit fake to us, the steps are all similar in size, and the water is running a bit too fast for such lime formations... So we asked the guide....

And Alas! It is fake!! It's an imitation of the real thing which we later visited ourselves. They built the lime steps here to make the natural glacier river look more spectacular (without telling the tourists of course).

The real thing:




Then we wandered into this Tibetan complex inside a tourist Cutural Village. There were no tourists there, unlike the other houses, and it was set further away, so that disarmed us. A friendly Tibetan man came to talk to us, told us how this house was there before the cultural village, about how there are two living buddhas in the complex, they're in retreat 正在闭门修練, so we need to keep our voices down. When we got closer to the complex of the "living buddhas". Our "guide" said, the living buddha doesn't usually see people, but today since you've come all the way here, it's a kind of fate 缘分, you should go in and see him. We said, oh it's ok, we don't want to disturb him, and the guide said, it's ok, if the buddha said to see you, then you should go in. So out of curiosity I went in.

The "buddha" looked 20-something (ok, may be meditating has made him look younger, or may be he's just really gifted to have achieved what he's achieved at this age), then he asked me where I'm from, and asked me to silently make 3 wishes (which I did not), when he leaned forward, he faintly smelled of alcohol (may be it's just my faulty nose). Then after all the ceremonial stuff, he suggestsed I obtain 6 Tibetan flags outside, so he can pray for my wishes to come true. I walked into the adjoining room, there's a big sign that says, 30 yuan per flag. A living buddha that usually sees no one, but will see me today, a one-stop shop that leads from the buddha to the flag-selling room, a Tibetan village inside a tourist cultural village. Oh please. My "guide" said it's a real pity I'm not getting those flags.

Oh motherland.