I have breakfast at
the cafe then a relaxing aimless wander around the old town away
from the main streets. This area is full of residences, some
inhabited and others seemingly deserted. It appears everyone has a
coal fire, as there are always trucks around delivering coal which is
in enormous lumps like railway coal only bigger. These are
three-wheel affairs which sound like this: BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM (quite
loud, like a car that backfires all the time.) I realise I'm in a
living and breathing community.
There are tiresome
electric trucks everywhere ferrying lazy Chinese tourists around
which are forever congesting the hutong. They're a bit of a nuisance
to be frank. Many Chinese get around on electric scooters which are a
menace as they are a) silent, b) fast, so unless you look behind you
all the time you won't be aware that they are there. However they do
sound their horns constantly: (A Chinese trait) It come maybe from
having having gone from a walking/cycling culture to a motorised
metropolitan civilisation in less than 25 years which is almost
overnight in cultural terms!
I come across a
colourful but strange procession, the centrepeice of which is a large
closed sedan chair.I eventually conclude that I'm looking at a
funeral procession, and further research proves me right. I don't
photograph this out of respect.
http://tiantan.nl/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Pingyao-funeral-K2015-57.jpg
Sadly my decision
to eat Western food in Pingyao means soup, burgers and chips. I feel
like a complete Lonely Planet sad-case ersatz traveller, which is not
how I think of myself. Maybe I'm a tourist at heart. However it's
hard to see what else to do. I don't want to go around trying trying
stuff I might not like so this will have to do for now as frankly I
can't enthusiastic about cold meat, cold noodles or fried vegetables.
I chill out in a
couple of restaurants and do a bit of window shopping around the
markets. Walking around I find a Taoist temple and Lama Temple, my
ticket gets me in, giving a bit of value for money.
Incense Burning in the Taoist Temple.
Catholic Church in Pingyao
Nine-Dragon Screen
I also manage to stumble across another bar where for the first time I manage to talk to some locals.
Being by myself for
this long without talking to anyone has cause tension to build up
within me and maye made me a little stir crazy. So doing lots of
walking is a good thing.
Funnily enough this
has been a good day.
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