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Sanchi

The AC sleeper train went smoothly but it wouldn’t stop at Sanchi, so I had to get off at the next largest city named Vidisha. From here I asked around about buses, but everyone was saying it was a far walk to get to them. I decided on an autorickshaw to get me all the way to Sanchi. I traveled through the rain and found a place to stay.

When the rain stopped, I visited the local musuem and walked up the hill to the great Sanchi stupa, one of the most impressive stone carved structures in the country. It was the only thing to see here, so the following day I decided to leave. (photos)

Sanchi to Khajuraho

Day 1

I started the rainy day by walking to the train station, buying my ticket (I had to search the whole city for change since the station only took extact change) and getting on the local train to the larger city of Vidisha. Then I got off and bought a 2nd class unreserved ticket for Jhansi, an even larger city yet. With this ticket, I could only go inside an unreserved car. When the train arrived, it was so full people were hanging out of the doors and I couldn’t see how I could squeeze on board. I decided to wait for the next train to come by. After another hour wait and some help from some local students, I stood in the rain and prepared for another chance. This time I didn’t see all the unreserved cars, they were at the other end of the train! There were about 18 cars on the train, and it stops for 2 minutes. Impossible to make it.

I didn’t know what to do. Every train passing by was overfilled, there were no buses going to the next city, there were no hotels with vacancies in this town, so I decided to go back to Sanchi where I knew I could stay and maybe reserve a better train. It was a total of 6 hours waiting at the Vidisha train station for nothing.

Back in Sanchi, I tried to reserve a ticket at the station but the man said the system goes offline at 4:30 and I made it there a few minutes past 4:30. I’d have to wait until tomorrow.

I tried to go back to the guesthouse I stayed in before, walking through the mud in the pouring rain only to get turned away. I did find another guesthouse for the night.

Day 2

I reserved a ticket (again, had to go ask everyone in town if they would make change) to Bhopal, the largest city in the state. It is in the wrong direction, but they have a 1st class train that goes all the way to Jhansi. So in the morning I took a crowded 2nd class seat to Bhopal and had some lunch there. Not much to see in this city, it is only known for the Bhopal disaster.

In the afternoon I waited for the 1st class AC train, arriving an hour late, which is normal in India. It seems like they would put more padding in between the trains. Bhopal is the last stop of this train and according to the schedule, it departs the other direction 30 minutes after arrival. So if the arrival delayed 1 hour, the departure will be delayed at least 1 hour too, doomed to never catch up.

This was the nicest train I’ve been on in India. They give you water, tea, mango juice, a sandwich and electric outlets. I was finally on my way to Jhansi, but still that was only half way to Khajuraho.

I arrived in Jhansi at about 9:00PM. Next I had to wait for my train to my final destination, scheduled at around 3:00AM. This was my opportunity to spend the night in an Indian train station. Luckily, I found an upper class waiting room that had some chairs, TV, and electricity. I just used my PC to pass the time. Other people began coming in and sleeping on the floor. One man sat beside he and stared at my computer for hours which was kind of annoying me. And to give a measure of how interesting my computer is to Indian people, on the TV news they were showing over and over a video of a man committing suicide by throwing himself into fire.

Day 3

As it was getting close to the time for my train to arrive, I went out to the cold platform and waited. Of course the train was delayed at least an hour. I found a dirty place to sit down next to the rats before boarding the train. I watched some Indian mothers instructing their children to squat down over tracks and use that has a bathroom. No wonder people fly to Khajuraho.

Khajuraho

I got a few hours of sleep on the train before the train arrived in the morning. Unfortunately, the train station was quite far away from the city, so I needed an autorickshaw. There were no buses or anything. After getting inside, another man from a hotel came inside and kept asking me to see his hotel. I kept saying no but finally I agreed to take a look and the room wasn’t too bad.

In the afternoon, I decided to rent a bicycle and see some of the temples in this ancient city. I walked down the main street to look for some bicycles, dodging all the people trying to talk to me. It is common to hear “Hello, my friend!” Sometimes I have to respond, “I’m not your friend!” As I was getting my bicycle a kid started talking to me. And then he started following me on his bicycle. I read in my book that these kids are up to no good too, since they try to lure you into a school and extract money from you. So I was being chased by a kid, but good thing I could ride fast so I got away from him. The whole day seemed to be running away from tour guides, sales people, and kids.

The next day I had some good news, the main temple complex had free entry because of some special week. At noon I went back to the train station to head back to Jhansi junction. Again, the train arrived and departed late, even though it was the end of the line. After 6 hours or so (was not asked for my ticket the entire time), I was back in the same train station I spent the night in a couple days earlier. This time I only had a few minutes to get on the next train I had reserved. I did make it on board and was heading north back to Uttar Pradesh and towards Nepal. (photos)

Sarnath

Among the patrons at the guesthouse was a scholar from Oxford University working on translating Indian and Tibetan texts. After experiencing so many hours of no electricity at this guesthouse, I decided to check out after one night.

This city is supposed to be the quite and peaceful alternative to Varanasi, but it seems a little too close to it’s bigger brother. I was expecting scams at every corner. For example, I entered a park with old ruins and one man asked for my ticket. He tried taking my entire ticket, not just the stub. I remember reading a sign a few minutes earlier that warned of the high fine issued to those found without tickets, so I insisted to keep half my ticket. Can’t trust anyone. (photos)

Sarnath to Varanasi

Apparently there was a bus that went between the two cities, but it was infrequent, slow and crowded. At the advice of the guesthouse owner I took a shared autoricksaw. This involved squeezing as many people as possible into this tiny vehicle, but the price was good. It takes two people to operate it. One to drive, another to walk around and find people. I only had to change to another shared autoricksaw half way in another town. This was acceptable until all traffic on the road stopped due to construction and the driver kicked everyone out. I had no map of this town and no idea how to get to the place where the shared vehicles and buses are, so I just started walking. After about an hour of wandering around the city, I didn’t get anywhere. Finally I gave up and got a normal autoricksaw to the Varanasi train station.

Varanasi

If I had to pick one city as the worst in the world, I’d say it is Varanasi. I had to take another autoricksaw to my guesthouse, so I used the prepaid stand at the train station, although you actually pay afterwards. I didn’t see a single bus in this city and I also made sure I had my earplug in the whole time. I saw some slums as I got near my guesthouse. It is almost like living on a landfill here with houses made out of garbage and cows wandering around eating the rest. I tried eating some street food and then I tried to ask where to put the plate. The Indians were confused, because here this is no such thing as throwing something in a trash can, so I had to throw it on the ground. Later I walked along the ghats, or steps, beside the Ganges river. Some people were bathing and a lot were asking if I wanted a boat ride. Later I saw piles of firewood. And finally I saw fires where dead bodies were being cremated.

There was one positive thing about my guesthouse: free Wi-Fi. That is when there is electricity outside of the scheduled brown outs. I stayed about three days and took a train out of town. The Varanasi train station is terrible. There are no chairs at all on the platforms, there are cows wondering the platforms, and people are forced to sit on the dirty floors. (photos)

Colombo’s International Airport is quite nice and modern. Unfortunately, getting there isn’t so comfortable on the public city bus. There is a new train station there, but it hasn’t been opened yet.

I took a flight on Mihin Lanka, a new budget airline, to Varanasi, India. I was one of 7 passengers on the Airbus A320, which has a capacity of 152 passengers. It was so strange, I felt like I was on a private aircraft. I was also surprised when they gave me free mango juice and a meal.

I’ve was fearing the day when I had to land in India. I’ve been researching how to get from the airport to the city, hoping there is some kind of bus. When I arrived, the international terminal of the Varanasi airport appeared to be smaller than the total area of the airplane I was exiting. Next, I needed some money. There were no ATMs at the airport, so I was forced to use a money changer service. The rate was poor and there was a huge commission, but I had no choice.

Next, I walked out of the airport and saw no bus, no cheap auto rickshaws, only taxis. It was evening and the sun already set. My first choice was bus, my second was to share a taxi, but with only seven passengers that seemed near impossible. The people outside said the pre-paid taxi stand has closed too. But I did get a verbal agreement on a price of Rs. 500 to Sarnath, a smaller city outside of Varanasi. Again, I have no choice. I got in a taxi and after a while, the owner of the taxi got in the car, he showed his ID and kept telling me not to worry. When someone keeps telling you to trust them and to not worry, it sends a red flag to me.  The owner tried get me to hire the car for the following day and also tried to get me to stay somewhere else. I told him, “You don’t tell me where to go, I tell you where to go. I’m the customer.” A while later, the owner says he needs to pick up his father, and he gets into the car as well. Finally, I did arrive in Sarnath and he said the price was Rs. 800 because the taxi had to bypass some construction. I thought no way and went out into the town to try to get exact change and pay that. I pay Rs. 500, walk into the guest house and lock the door. He follows and knocks on the door, not giving up. I think we finally agreed on Rs. 650 (about $14) with the help of some people inside the guest house and he left.

Earlier this year I almost visited this island country, but the final months of a civil war were underway. In November I had another chance to travel to Sri Lanka since it was convenient to visit on the way to India. My impression is this country is almost exactly like India, except there are more bakeries and supermarkets.

Colombo

The capital and the airport is located an hour to the north. On the first day after arriving at the train station, I planned on getting a train ticket, but I learned it was a holiday and all the trains were crowded. Some people tried to help in the front of the train station, but you can’t trust them. The official government tourist travel office tried to sell an expensive tour including a driver everyday. I finally was able to reserve a 1st class seat for the following morning, but I had to spend the night in a terrible room near the station. I didn’t spend too much time in this crowded city.

Anuradhapura

This city is of historical interest since it is the location of the first and longest kingdom on the island. Anuradhapura is littered with stone columns and bricks throughout forests and mountainous stupas, some rivaling the pyramids of Egypt. I decided to tour the sites by bicycle, but this didn’t work out too well since it rained most of the day and I was soaked. I thought I planned out my trip to bypass the two monsoons by going in between them, but instead I got to experience the monsoons coming from both the southwest and the northeast. I skipped the $20 ticket price by just riding past the outside of most places. (photos)

I took a side trip to Mihintale, an interesting mountain peak about 8km away from Anuradhapura. When you arrive, you see a very wide stone staircase with flowering trees hanging over both sides. Many of the local people walked up barefoot. On the top there is a good view of the countryside, few ancient stupas, and some monkey.

Polonnaruwa

Next, I took a bus for a few hours to the location of the 2nd big kingdom of ancient Ceylon. The guesthouse here was surrounded by animals, including two different kinds of monkeys and a mongoose. When it came to touring the ancient ruins, I made the mistake of trusting a tuk tuk driver in an attempt to bypass another $20 ticket. He said he would show me everything while bribing the security. When he didn’t bring me to the most famous place, I paid 25% of what he asked for and walked away, checked out of my hotel, and waited for the bus out of town. After chasing me down and almost getting in a street fight, he came back with 3 of his friends to try to get more money out of me. I tried to get away by jumping on a bus, but they followed and kept the bus from leaving. This was all apart of a scam to get unknowing tourists out of money and I didn’t want to be cheated. They said they want to go to the police, but I’m pretty sure they are corrupt too, so we agreed on 50% of the original price and I was allowed to leave the town. (photos)

Dambulla

Another few hours by bus and I visited an old cave. I wanted to see how it compared to some of the other kind of cave temples I’ve seen in China and India. I think it was kind of disappointing for the $10 ticket price. (photos)

Kandy

After a crowded bus ride, I made it to Kandy. Elsewhere it was very hot, but Kandy was a little better since it was up in the mountains. I visited the elephant orphanage, an hour or so out of the city. I was shocked to see the ticket quadrupled in price in the past couple years compared to what my guide book says. So I decided to not pay the $20 to go inside and see some elephants. Luckily, all the elephants had to cross the road outside to get to the river for a bath, so I was able to see them for a few minutes for free.

The guesthouse, Lake Bungalow, was the best room during my stay. Up on a hill overlooking the city and lake and it had a lot of wooden furniture everywhere. One morning, a lot of monkeys started climbing all over the guesthouse and looking in the windows. During my stay in the city, I visited the Temple of the Tooth. (photos)

Unawatuna and back to Colombo

It was roughly six hours by train to make it to Galle and then to a nearby beach town called Unawatuna. The trains in Sri Lanka are probably the oldest I’ve seen anywhere. It isn’t a smooth ride along the old tracks. (train photos)

At the beach I found a guesthouse with wireless internet, which was the first time in two weeks of finding this. Most of the time it was raining at the beach, so it was a short visit and then another train to Colombo to see the National Museum. The following day I had a flight to Varanasi, India.

Sri Lanka has a little bit of everything: ancient cities, beaches, mountains, and forests. But thinking of the weather, high entrance fees, and experiences with tuk tuk drivers, this country isn’t high on my list of favorite places.

It was a 20 hour train from Beijing to Huang Shan town in Anhui Province. Too bad there were no sleepers available, so I had to sit from 11:00AM until 8:00AM the next day.

Hua Shan Mysterious Grottoes

I first read about this strange place on the web six years ago. So maybe this is the first place I wanted to visit in China, but it took me until now get here. There is a small mountain with a number of hand cut caves and they are not mentioned in any historical record. I was able to walk inside two. Grotto No. 2 has had 60,000 cubic meters of stone removed and Grotto No. 35 had 100,000 cubic meters of stone removed. There is no clue to where this stone was taken, other than a river near the caves.

No. 35 is the most interesting, I think. The entrance is near the top of the mountain and then as you walk inside the floor gets lower and lower. Why not just cut in the side of the mountain and make the floor level? Also it is so clean inside. There is no graffiti, no black marks on the top of the cave from fire. After visiting, it does seem like it was all hand carved.

I wanted to find out if this was just a modern quarry or something. Later I talked to a local person and he said he came here when he was a kid but the caves were full of mud.  Some researchers suggest the caves were dug out in the Warring States Period (476BC – 221BC). They are the largest ancient artificial caves in China and maybe one of the largest in the world. (photos)

Mt. Jiuhua

One last mountain. I ended up going with a tour group because I wasn’t sure about the places to stay there and there were not many convenient buses. Unfortunately, the tour didn’t go to all the way to peak of the mountain. It was still ok. There were a lot of interesting temples in the middle of the mountain. Also interesting to note I saw a 99m statue of Ksitigarbha bodhisattva at the base of the mountain under construction. I was the only western person I saw there. (photo)

Near the public Mutianyu section of the Great Wall, I had an exciting chance to visit a beautiful, unrestored, mountainous area of the Great Wall. A few years ago the Chinese government made the “wild” areas of the wall off limits to the public. However, it is not enforced very well. There is a village near the wall and they actually sell an entrance ticket to the village, but no mention of the wall since that would be illegal. The villagers have no problem telling people how to get to the Great Wall since they are making some money off of it.

From the village, it is a one or two hour walk up the mountain. The trails aren’t labeled, except for the sign “This section of the Great Wall is not open to the public.” Suddenly there is a massive wall of stone, 7-8m high. There is a break in the wall so you are able to climb onto the wall and then you see it is 4-5m wide, all stone and brick, built in 1368.

Walking from watchtower to watchtower of the ridge of these mountains there are some dangers. I saw one area had some metal stairs, but below the stairs was a rock slide. Some of the steps are 70-80 degree angle. At one point, some of these steps were washed away, making a 90 degree angle. I tried to climb down and couldn’t find a place to put my foot. Then a man below said, “Stop! Too dangerous!” and continued to say there is a path around this point. Maybe he saved me.

The Great Wall of China continues on and on into the distance. Later, it was fascinating to see the area I visited on Google Earth and to see how much farther you could walk if you have time. Maybe some other time. (photos)

Xining

The capital city of the province. Here I got to try a buffet style hot-pot, which I’ve never seen anywhere else in China. You pay a flat price and then you can go look and carry back all the different foods you want to cook. Then you put them in the hot-pot for a few minutes and then eat.

Xining is the last stop on the train before Tibet. My original plan was to go to Tibet and continue on through Nepal and India. Unfortunately, that requires you hire and car and a tour guide for each day in Tibet and that gets expensive. Chinese people aren’t affected by these rules, only foreigners.

Kumbum Monastery

My first taste of Tibet was Kumbum Monastery. Well, not actually Tibet since this is in Qinghai province. I did get to see a fair number of Tibetan people plus this is one of the famous Tibetan monasteries, the place where a famous teacher, Tsongkhapa, was born. They did have a lot of rules on photography here. (photos)

Dunhuang

The Mogao Caves were a at the end of a long overnight train ride. The caves are famous for its paintings and art, well preserved in the dry desert air for over 1000 years. Unfortunately, I have no photos to show since cameras and bags were not allowed inside the caves. I’m not sure it was worth all the trouble and the high ticket cost. All visitors are forced to go with a tour and I had to wait for an English speaking tour guide. I was the only person in the tour group. What I saw inside was pretty incredible. The colors were so bright and clear. Perhaps it was most interesting to see the hidden room where thousands of rare and ancient books were rediscovered 100 years ago.

Lanzhou

Not too much here except the Gansu Provincial Museum and a lot of noodles. This is supposed to be the best place for “la mian” hand pulled noodles, so I ate a lot. The beef flavor is the most common.

Labrang Monastery

I arrived here after Xining in Qinghai province. The bus ride was interesting on a winding road along the Yellow River and then through grasslands and finally arriving in the town of Xiahe which holds the Tibetan monastery. This place holds the most monks in China at the moment: over 500. Everything looks different from the rest of China: roads, buildings, people, clothing, food. It seems more poor here. Many of the roads are dirt, monks don’t use toilets but instead use the road. I was able to meet one monk. He has been undergoing a punishment of bowing for many hours each day for a few days because he missed a meeting. They are strict here. (photos)

Maijishan Grottoes

The last place on my tour of caves. Not as impressive as the caves near Dunhuang, but it is interesting how these ones are built on the side of a cliff. Today there are stairs allowing easy access to all. Inside are various statues. (photos)

Two years ago I visited Xi’an, the capital of Shaanxi Province. That time I was sick and I didn’t get to see everything, so I’m back for 2009.

Han Yanling Museum

I missed the tomb of Emperor JingDi (188BC-141BC) last time since it was a little too complicated to get to. I’m glad I went because it was impressive. When arriving, one sees two large pyramid shaped tombs. One is believed to be for the emperor and the other for his wife. JingDi’s tomb is surrounded by over 100 pits filled with models of animals and people. The famous Terracotta Army has life-size versions, but these are scaled down to around 1:3 scale. Only a handful of the pits are excavated and on public view, but it is quite unique how it is presented. There are glass walls and floors that go past the pits allowing you to walk right over and along all the treasures. The center of the Emperor’s tomb has not been excavated. (photos)

Shaanxi Provincial Museum

I did visit here last time, but the entire museum has been through a renovation since then. I enjoyed learning about the Tang Dynasty’s Da Ming Palace, which is the counterpart of the famous Forbidden City in Beijing. The Da Ming Palace, built over 1000 years ago, was about 5??? times the size as the palace in Beijing. Unfortunately, it is all gone today. It is also interesting how the capital city here during the Tang Dynasty  had a city wall larger than any other Chinese capital in history. That’s why this city is interesting since it was home to the golden age of China. (photos)

Water Fountain Show

I was reading my old log and I mentioned a water show that I would have to save for next time. This time I got to see it. The free show started at 9PM and lasted about 20 minutes. It combined music, water, and colored lights. It was not just one area of fountains, but about ten. In order for so many people to view the show, it was designed so people could walk in between each section and see the fountains on all sides. (photos)

Mt. Hua

Known locally as Hua Shan, this mountain is in the list as one of the five famous mountains in China. The few days prior to the mountain there has been so much rain and fog, but I was lucky to get a clear day on Mt. Hua. It is over an hour by bus from Xi’an. I had hoped to climb up and down, but I only had time for one way. I took the cable car to the top for the amazing views. There are many stairs and chains guard rails around the five peaks (highest is 2160m). The stairs get very steep here. There is one section they label the most dangerous, but I decided to skip that (I don’t have any insurance after all). There was a local Shaanxi Television crew on the mountain. They decided to interview me and now it is the second time I’ve been on Chinese Television. After the whole day of walking the peaks, I descended the mountain all the way back to the village and made it back to Xi’an at night exhausted. (photos)

October 1st is the National Day of the People’s Republic of China. It is the equivalent of July 4th in the US. This year, 2009 marks the 60th anniversary of the current government and the highlight is a military parade in Beijing. The only other times a big parade was performed was in 1984 and 1999. This time I was in Beijing.

The highlight for me was actually not the parade but the new subway line that opened a few days before. It was only the afternoon before that the new Line 4 opened. I got pretty excited because this kind of thing is unheard of in my hometown. The new line stops at Zhongguancun electronics market, The National Library, and the new South Railway Station among other things. The city is going to have one of the largest metro systems in the world only a few years from now.

As for the military parade, no one is allowed to see it in person. It seemed like half the city’s roads were shut down, a few subway stations shut down, buses diverted. People in buildings next to the parade were not even allowed to look out the windows. At least I got to see one of the relics of Communism on TV. Troops from the various divisions of the military marched in front of Tian’anmen Square, followed by vehicles and tanks, followed by missiles including ICBMs, followed by aircraft (I did get to see some helicopters and airplanes flying outside the windows).

After all the military they have a civilian parade. This included floats from each province of China. Of course you expect China to do things big. In this case they had 100,000 people marching in the parade.

Later that night, they have another entertainment portion of the day which included a lot of fireworks and pyrotechnics. I remember they had one huge “screen” stretched across Tian’anmen Square made out of pyrotechnics and it was drawing out images such as mountains.