By
VK Singh
The China Eastern flight from Delhi to Shanghai
was half empty - we were told that this was because Diwali was only a week
away. Most of the passengers were Indian businessmen, with just a sprinkling of
tourists. The Sikh gentleman sitting next to me – he had a shop in Karolbagh -
was a regular visitor who went to China once every month. He was
surprised when I told him that Sukesh and I were going to China on a
holiday. The idea of two sixty two year old retired Army officers going to China just for
sight seeing appeared bizarre to him. “Why not go to Singapore
or Bangkok ?” he
asked, in chaste Punjabi. When we told him that we had already seen both
places, he wanted to know why not Switzerland ,
UK or America . After
being told that we had seen those countries too he said, “but there is nothing
to see in China .
There is nothing like the Taj Mahal or the Red Fort, just a big deewar. They have no cabarets. No body understands
English. Even the food is not good. I think you will end up spending a lot of
money, without getting much in return.”
The advice of the veteran traveler
filled us with trepidation, but it was short lived. Long tours of duty in
inhospitable terrain and several trips in the Himalayan Car Rally had turned us
into intrepid explorers, with nary a fear of the unknown. Then, we reasoned,
the dozens of reviews we had seen on Lonely Planet and Mouthshut could all not
be wrong. The first disappointment came a few hours later, during the brief
stopover in Shanghai , where we changed planes
before flying on to Beijing .
In the transit area – it was a waiting hall, not a lounge – we were given a
small cardboard box that contained a sandwich and a packet of potato wafers,
which apparently complied with the airline’s obligation to provide long haul
passengers with lunch. The hundred odd Indians would have raised a ruckus if
Air India
had done this, but no one raised so much as a whimper. Most of them opened
their bags and took out matthies and samosas, which were promptly
dispatched without much ado. For once, the two veteran soldiers were caught off
guard and could do little more than cast longing looks at the others.
We arrived at Beijing
in the afternoon, and were met by our guide, Anna, who took us to Hotel Zhong
Ya, which our tour operator had told us was a four star property. As we soon
discovered, star ratings in China
are meaningless. The room was reasonable, for the price, and the staff appeared
affable. However, no one spoke or understood a word of English. Next morning,
we found that they served only Chinese breakfast. We thought we would do with
bread and butter but even that was not on the menu. To top it all, there was
neither sugar nor milk to add to the tea. Sukesh tried his best to explain to the
waitress that he wanted some milk, without success. Using his hands, he
simulated the action of milking a cow, but she was none the wiser. Finally,
throwing all caution and decorum to the winds, he pointed to her breasts and
pretended to suckle a baby held in his arms.
Blushing a deep scarlet, she gave a knowing smile, and soon returned
with two glasses of milk.
Anna arrived soon after we had finished breakfast.
Fortunately, she could speak English, and we had no problem after this, at
least as long as she was with us. During the next four days, she remained with
us from morning till night, dropping us off at the hotel after dinner at an
Indian restaurant. On the few occasions when we ventured out on our own, the
going was difficult. A phrase book and map are a must, unless one knows a bit
of Chinese. Sukesh and I had studied Mandarin while at the NDA, almost
forty-five years earlier, but lack of practice had wiped out almost everything
we had learnt. Chinese, as everyone knows, has no alphabet, and each word, or
character, has to be memorized. All that
we remembered was “Ni hao ma?” (How are you) and “Wo hen hao, hsieh hsieh” (I
am very well thank you).
The other places
worth seeing in Beijing are the Forbidden City, Tianamen Square, the Summer
Palace, the Temple of Heaven and the Ming Tombs. The Forbidden
City is the World’s largest palace complex, covering 74 hectares.
However, the buildings are puny, compared to the palaces in India . Instead
of a large block, the complex comprises hundreds of small buildings, of one or
two rooms, with open spaces on all sides. Each building has a name e.g. the
Hall of Supreme Harmony, the Hall of Earthly Tranquility, the Hall of Mental
Cultivation and so on. The complex has only two gates, one opening into the Tianamen Square in
the South and other on the opposite side known as the Shenwumen Gate. The Forbidden City has 9999 rooms most of which were used by
the 10000 troops that were required to guard it, as well as the hordes of
eunuchs and concubines of the Emperor.
The complex has been converted into a museum. In aesthetic beauty and
opulence, the exhibits pale in comparison to those found in palaces in India .
The
As
happens all over the World, emporiums, factories and shops are always part of
the itinerary of a conducted tour. This is because the guides get a commission
on every sale. In China
the system is highly organised. The moment one enters the factory or shop, he
is given a card, bearing the name of the shop and a number. When you buy
something, the salesperson will ask for your card, and endorse the number on
the bill. The guide later visits the shop and claims her commission, tracing
the bill from the number. As part of this exercise, we visited the jade
factory, the silk factory and the handicrafts factory. Each of them had a
restaurant on the premises, where one can have his mid day meal, and the visit
is always scheduled around lunchtime. I suspect that the guide and driver are
given free meals, as they are in dhabas in India where long distance buses
halt. Of course, tour guides in China do not
pay any entrance fees anywhere, and are allowed free entry as long as they are
wearing their ID cards.
Apart from sightseeing, we took in a
few shows in the evenings. We could not see the opera, but were able to see an
acrobatic show and a Kung Fu show, which was a type of ballet, instead of the
martial arts show that we were expecting. Evening meals were in Indian
restaurants, of which there are several in Beijing , the most well known being the Indian
Kitchen. The food was typical North Indian, so one felt at home right away. The
meal includes an unlimited supply of soft drinks or beer, as well as snacks
before the dinner is served. The non-vegetarian snack usually comprises chicken
tikka, while vegetarians have to be content with samosas or pakoras. The bar is well stocked, and a peg of Scotch
whisky costs about 15 yuan (90 rupees), which is much cheaper than what most
restaurants charge in Delhi .
Indian brands such as Royal Stag, Peter Scot and Royal Challenge are also
available, at the same cost. There is a separate dining area for the tour
guides and drivers, who eat the same food as the tourists, which is of course
gratis.
A major problem was telephones. Though
almost everyone seemed to have a mobile phone, we found it difficult to use the
ones we had carried from India .
There were a large number of telephone booths, but these were operated by
different companies and telephone cards of one company could not be used on a
booths operated by another company. Some booths accepted only coins, while
others needed a card. Making calls from the hotel was a time consuming process
– one had to book a call and then wait for up to 30 minutes before it
materialized. Ultimately, we bought a card that was compatible with our guide’s
cell phone, and used it to communicate with our homes.
Everywhere we went, we saw a large
number of senior citizens. In parks and other public places, it was a common
sight to find a group of white-haired men and women, some in their seventies
and eighties, singing group songs or dancing. Others were playing chess or
draughts, while some were just sitting and chatting. We were told that in China , one has
to work very hard to earn a living, and it is only after one retires that he
can relax and enjoy his leisure. So everyone looks forward to old age, when he
can enjoy life to the fullest. What a change, we thought, from what happens
elsewhere, including India ,
where old people have such lonely lives, especially after losing a spouse.
Another feature that struck us was the
orderly traffic and discipline on the roads. It is similar to what one sees in
Western Europe or Japan ,
but the Chinese are a little different. Apart from sidewalks for pedestrians,
there are separate tracks for cyclists almost everywhere. The roads are wide,
some having 10 or 12 lanes, with slip roads and green belts on both side. Most
Chinese keep small dogs as pets, and the canines use the green belt during
their outings. The distance between buildings on opposite sides of a road is
rarely less than 50 metres and there are hardly any traffic jams. Everyone
drives in his own lane and there is no honking. The large open spaces reduce
pollution and account for the large size of the city. Of course, shrubs and flower-
beds seemed to be everywhere, along the roads, in front of buildings, and under
flyovers. During our morning walk at about 6 am, we saw gangs of cleaning
women, sweeping the squares, sidewalks and streets. By 7 am, they had finished
their work and vanished.
The
four days we spent in Beijing
were clearly insufficient to do justice to this magnificent city and its
people. However, we came away with many misconceptions removed and a clearer
idea of the World’s most popular country. China
is widely regarded as the next super power, challenging the numero uno
status of the United States
by the middle of this century. The Chinese, aware of their ancient civilization
and distinguished legacy, are keen to bring back their former glory. They have realized the mistake of isolating
themselves from the World and are moving quickly to recoup the loss. In spite
of the problems of language, China
is all set to become a hot tourist destination in the years to come. A visit to
China
is a rewarding experience in more ways than one. Accommodation and
transportation are inexpensive, the people are friendly and there is a lot to
see. For the first time visitor, it is best to take a conducted tour, if not
the services of a guide. And if you intend staying there for long, buy a
Chinese sim card and put it into your mobile phone.
9 Dec 2007
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