After visiting the Forbidden City yesterday, we headed by
car across the city today to the emperor’s former Summer Palace, which in its
own way was as impressive as the Forbidden City. It’s not as big, but given that the Forbidden
City is gigantic, the Summer Palace only falls into the “huge” category. The Forbidden City impresses with its sheer magnitude,
but with greenery of any kind confined to one small area inside the walls, it’s
not very inviting, whereas the Summer Palace sits between a lake and a hilltop,
which we climbed both for the views and to see the Buddhist temple.
In Europe, we visit cathedrals, so here in China, we’re
visiting Buddhist temples, and there was more to see after the one at the
Summer Palace. We stopped at the Lama
Temple, also a Tibetan Buddhist temple, which Emma described as “small.” Thus I anticipated one building. I’ve since learned that like palaces, temples
aren’t one building, but a series of buildings.
The temple is still an active place of worship and we saw a couple of
monks during our visit. In addition to a
lot of tourists, it attracts pilgrims and worshipers. Many of our fellow tourist carried around bundles
of incense, which they burned in front of each of the five gates and then
prayed. Even amidst the throngs of
tourists, it was still moving to witness.
Our driver took us next to an area of central Beijing where
the hutongs still make up a good part of the street grid. You can think of this area as Beijing’s “Old
Town”. Hutongs are alleyways, or
laneways, lined with single-story storefronts or courtyard doors that lead to a
labyrinth of private dwellings. This is what Beijing looked like back in the days
it was surrounded by a fortress wall and the hutongs we walked along date to
the 1200s. Words like “courtyard” and “alley”
are usually followed by “quaint,” but the Beijing hutongs are better described
as rough around the edges. The
structures are old and many are dilapidated, the general-store-like shops
catering to the families living there are tiny and crammed with goods and
except for the fully renovated and modernized houses, they don’t have indoor
plumbing, which now explains why we saw so many public restrooms.
We started down the Nanluogo Hutong, which in less than a
decade, has transformed itself from a commercial thoroughfare serving locals to
an alley with eateries, clothing stores, and bars. Trendy frozen yogurt stands and even a
Starbucks sit next to dilapidated storefronts, some only a few feet wide,
selling street food. Emma wanted to have
us try traditional Beijing noodles, so she brought us to a tiny (as in four,
very small tables) hole-in-the-wall joint, and with a lot of slurping up
noodles, I successfully ate an entire meal using chopsticks.
After lunch we continued our way through the hutongs and
through parts of Beijing that prompted Emma to apologize for it not being
pretty enough. Pretty it wasn’t, but I
loved these glimpses of everyday Beijing life.
We cut through Behai Park, which used to be the royal gardens and
finished our tour for the day at Jingshan Park.
The hill in this park was created from the excavated earth when the mote
around the Forbidden City was created and there’s a beautiful view from the top
where you can see the entirety of the Forbidden City. There are quite nice views of the rest of
Beijing too (even better if it weren’t for the smog) and from up on that
hilltop there’s no mistaking how incredibly big this city is.
Emma led us back to our hotel on the subway, so we got one
final adventure in for the day. The
subway system is extensive and Emma says they’re working on yet more
lines. During rush hour the trains are
so crowded she often has to wait for a couple trains to pass before she can fit
onto a car. That makes it all more
amazing the subway system was first built in the 80s.
We arrived back at our hotel exhausted and ready to veg out in our hotel room for the rest of the night. We need the rest too because we leave on a very early flight tomorrow morning to our son's province, Anhui we have a busy day the rest of the day as we get ready to meet Matt the following morning.
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