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From top to bottom:
– Me on top of Xian’s city wall with a view of the outer city
– Dad in front of an enormous bell (this is /the/ bell, used for sound effects on tv and said to cure deafness, etc.)
– The mascot for the xian world horticultural expo
– An herbalist rabbit (from the ‘forest of stone tablets’ which is a place that has all the great ancient works of Chinese literature carved in stone for posterity)
– Some more handy animals. I asked our host Dr. Li for explanation about these but didn’t get an explanation other than “you like frogs! I bought you a frog!”
– Tasty farewell dinner with Shenqing Li who I failed to photograph.






The jokes about Chinese loudspeaker technology play out in many of these beautiful settings. This mountain had a themesong which played in the gondola and also from discreet speakers at several points along the path. So, while viewing the photos imagine an operatic soprano singing “Huaaaaashan… Huaaaaaa-a-a-shan…”









This restaurant is famous for having ‘more than 100’ kinds of dumplings. Of course, no one can eat 100 dumplings, so they have three fixed price options. I asked what the difference was between the menus, and the server responded the the more expensive options were more delicious. We opted for the middle tier of deliciousness which was about $20/person for 20 or so different dumplings.
The first photo is of a chef saying ‘no photos please!’ as I try to photograph the 50 people in the dumpling assembly room. The last photo is of the ‘tiny baby dumplings’ in soup that came as the last course.
In between: pork, walnuts, duck, pigeon, chicken, shrimp, crab roe, durian, etc.




When the Shaolin monks asked for volunteers during their demonstration, I did not raise my hand! It turns out they just wanted some people to embarass, though, not someone to beat with rakes.
The demonstration consisted of many impressive feats followed by an impossible feat: they held up a balloon behind a sheet of glass, and then a man threw a needle through the glass (without breaking it) and popped the balloon.
After the demonstration we walked through the training grounds and watched some europeans who pay huge sums for lessons from the monks.





This is the monk graveyard — a pagoda, in this case, is a sort of crypt. One of the newest pagodas is carved with modern themes: bullet trains, jets, etc.
The man with the big camera is Kangdong Liu, our host in Zhengzhou.



(These photos are out of order thanks to an internet outage.)
Most buildings in this batch of photos were rebuild in the 80’s. The temple has been burned down enough times that I’m tempted to question the efficacy of Shaolin fighting techniques.
Downhill from the monastary is a non-Shaolin kung fu school built here in hopes that some of the magic will rub off.





Last night we visited a musical fountain in a new part of Xian. It was ridiculously huge… a couple of blocks long at least.
Today we saw some of the excavated pits of the Chin terra cotta statues. They, too, stretch on as far as the eye can see. ‘Celebrating 2000 years of big, dumb public works.’






Millenium City Park is a sort of rennaisance fair style park which roughly recreates 10th century Song dynasty life, minus the hunger. The architecure is based on an enormous painting, Qingming Festival by the Riverside.
There were various shenanigins including a contortionist, a naval battle (with real cannons and some giant fish-killing underwater squibs), and a cockfight (not pictures.)
Then we spent about an hour looking at a huge relief of the painting while our guide (featured below on my mother’s right and in a silly costume) pointed out each figure in the painting and explained what they were doing/thinking/feeling. A lot was lost in translation but she was clearly very interested in her job.