reiselust - gluttony and Shufuness in Xiamen Last week I traveled, as already announced, to Xiamen. Kenny, Lesley and I were allowed to stay at Lesley's grandparents. The course promised to be interesting and alone with my two Filipino-Chinese friends I met while Chinese hardly help but Tagalog and a couple of words in Fukien, the dialect of the region.
It was early morning and go for a short flight we arrived Thursday morning in Xiamen. Of course, first eat with the grandparents, and overall I was away from starving the entire time away. Whether we are with Kenny's friends for all-you-can-eat DimSun went to eat, or have been invited by Lesley's uncle in a fine restaurant with sea view, was always my stomach after lunch so full that I was afraid my belly button may outward . Upend
And Xiamen quite a bit smaller and more Chinese than Shanghai, I was a foreigner again to superstar status. Old men speak to me on the bus on my great looks, young people welcomed me warmly on the street with "Hello, Welcome to Xiamen and little overall, a passer-tear his eyes away from me. But perhaps I was hanging just what Green between the teeth. The beach of course had to be explored on foot and with Tridem, the latter had almost led to the deaths of three foreign students, because that lack of a brake until the moment of a rapid descent towards the car was noted. Thank God the driver of the Volkswagen's seen us and we are not naturally avoided. Only missed by a hair the car, a similar scene played again from a police buggy. With brake would probably have been all but much more boring. The beach itself is reminiscent of North / Central Italy, and apart from floating around packaging, it is also quite beautiful. Kenny and Lesley said, however, that the water was pretty dirty. It might not even blue! But who knows only the white sand beaches of the Philippines, probably needs to hold almost any other beach for dirty. The Chinese have impressed in any case can not swim and went there quite numerous, which is pretty un-Chinese. Many (especially girls) can not even swim. But at least in Xiamen is bathed and the men dare even without sun screen and T-shirt to sit on the beach. Unfortunately, I had my long jeans and could not swim to my regret, unfortunately, in the sea, and so I have only my legs (and, accidentally, of course, the pants), cooled in water.
But as a true Baron can not be so deterred from his mission and so it went the next day to Hot Springs. It was known but not specifically whether it was really now Hot Springs, or just a normal pool, and lush 118 Rmb should cost the fun. 13 euros for a swimming pool? A bit much I thought to myself, but I wanted to swim again. After more than an hour by bus & taxi turned out all but a damn good decision. We were first in the spacious and accompanied tasty dressing rooms where in our locker towel and slippers are preparing for waiting before as went into the outside area were Kenny and I seduced but of sauna, steam room and cold room and we made it out there got waited Lesley already impatient for us. The system was relatively nice and was more like Hawaii than in China. On every corner there was free tea and the service staff were all friendly to. Among the hundreds of pools could be found from the normal swimming pool to pool & massage spray and sources with tea or lime flavor everything there. And as we in the evening at 10 then we were finally forced a sigh from a hot pool with rose petals, wanted we we had booked a hotel room for the springs so as to savor every minute.
Kenny unfortunately had to visit his own grandparents, who live in a nest a few hours bus ride from Xiamen. And since we were only Chinese granddaughter + suspicious-looking Europeans now, we were given a starting date. We should not hesitate to 22:30 to be home. In faith we would be grateful and show confidence in compliance with this for over 22 years of somewhat unusual time, we were actually on time for Home. But I was punished and my naivete for the next day it was then 21:30. It is probably needless to mention that we have not quite managed to come on time, and are eingetrudelt until eleven at Ang Kong and A-ma. The drama was great, the beloved granddaughter comes home so late with a foreigner? Scandalous! After that Lesley could first listen to a sermon as what they would expect so because if it sets out on me. After the marriage she would naturally go with me to Germany and leave her poor mother in the lurch. Its just unfortunate sister would then take care of the mother alone. How selfish of Lesley. And sooner or later I would separate myself from her and then anyway it would be totally lost in Germany with our children. Would you do something, you could not even fly to Germany just as flat and save her. Lesley
must listen to me now because all family celebrations, the story coming as it came at eleven with a European home. The situation was also quite embarrassing for me, but at least I can add this to my cross-cultural experience, of which I probably still a lot of similar nature may be experiencing. In order to displace the whole story of course we are first to the beach and later wanted to massage. The latter proved harder than expected and after we had an hour spent standing in an overcrowded bus in the afternoon traffic chaos at 34 C °, searched bus changed roads, etc., we came to end after 2-3h in search of the massage. After 20 h whole-body massage cost 168 yuan. Smooth usury, I thought and the desire suddenly went for a massage. Instead, we have then in a Vietnamese restaurant alleged (in English was Vietnamese, but Chinese in Thai) eaten Thai massage and moved to a later date.
Of course we had to visit the Buddhist temple and climb the mountain, including the provision, and the neighboring island with its huge statue the hero Zheng Chenggong. Exaggeration in the temple pond turtles actual Nazi havoc. Some naughty masters Wugui monk but actually had swastikas painted on the tank.
Then we had the massage really deserves and we went to a different address. The complete opposite from the previous massage place was the case here, a shabby looking shack lured here with much lower prices, but the outer appearance did not necessarily want more. So back on to another store and this time was booked at the current price of 145 yuan, the full body massage. And it turned out to be a good decision once again. The temple massage was more like a hotel and we were first led into a room with 2 huge beds and TV. Then we were served a free dinner and when we were finished, there was a wonderful massage for more than 2 hours. The masseuses had their craft on it and find tension nor my vertebrae shifted to right. Thereafter, fruit plates served, and my body was as relaxed as never before.
PS: Like any scribbler of what has to be I write at the moment out of the censorship, because you have decided that blogspot.com blocked for Chinese is more interesting. But as a true underground author, I have my ways, of course, deprive me of the nasty Kontrollaparat and circumvent the censorship. Should I be taken, would a 20 Meter-high gold statue be quite sufficient for my heroic deeds worthy to remember.
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