Day 340 in Beijing: More Elevator Etiquette.

 

Elevator Etiquette.

Elevator Etiquette.

There are a lot of elevators in a city of 23 million people.

There are a lot of rules to keep a city of 23 million people running smoothly.

This is especially true when it is a city like Beijing, which has grown, almost like no other city in history, in size and population.

Many people here don’t know the rules of getting on or off a subway, bus or elevator.

One would think it would be obvious that, to get in to an container, with limited space, that the container would have to be emptied first.

Or, more simply, that if you let the people off the subway, bus or elevator, you could then get in much more easily.

That doesn’t seem to be the rule here in China.

People try to push onto the subways and buses without waiting for people to get off.

It is, from what I’ve been told, much better now than it was in the past, but it is tiring and frustrating.

The powers that be have decided that they want to have a little more directions for people to follow and so there are posts about things like this in different areas.

The subways have little arrows that are supposed to make it obvious that people waiting to get on the subway should stand to the side of the doors and the people getting off the subway will walk between the two rows.

Again, this is getting better but it doesn’t seem to be the norm yet.

This is another reason I try to take taxis more than I take the subway.

I thought this elevator sign had to be one of the most definitive definitions of what one should, and shouldn’t do, when they are on an elevator.

I’ll do my best to explain the directions because I think their interpretations of them are quite boring and mundane.

Starting from the top left and moving sideways until the next line starts:

1. Do not use pretend you are in jail or behind bars.  That will probably happen sometime in your lifetime and why rush the experience?

2. Do not lean against the doors like a hipster from San Francisco or New York.  Everyone hates hipsters.

3. Do not act as if you are in the Sound of Music while riding the elevator.

4. Do not dance like you are a prince or princess living in Egypt’s distant history.

5. Do not bring toilet scrubbers into the elevator and make them explode.

6. Do not smoke.  Honestly, this NEEDS to be stated in an elevator.  Really?

7. Do not hold the hand of an amazon woman.  It is dangerous and could lead to disembowelment.

8. Do not play with anything that looks like a lego block.  This is an elevator, not a plaything!

9. Do not look in the mirror because you will get confused and think you are seeing someone else when you are only looking at yourself.  This may cause an inter-dimensional shift that could rupture humanity’s understanding of the time-space continuum.   I believe that riding this elevator is akin to reading “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.”

9A.  Either it is that or this elevator is a hook up for couples that like to swing.

Either way, I’m not taking this elevator ever again.

Day 339 in Beijing: 798 Art District, Part 2.

 

One of our favorite pieces of graffiti art,

One of our favorite pieces of graffiti art,

Jill and I continued to walk around and check out the scene.

We were very impressed and noticed a massive building off a side street.

It was totally covered in graffitti and we noticed some other people taking pictures of it.

Being that I work Sunday through Wednesday, we often go places when other people are at work, so the locations are quite empty.

However, there were a lot of people visiting from out of town and so there were more tourists than usual compared to when we normally go sightseeing.

We walked up and notice a few high school aged girls taking pictures and waited for them to finish.

They looked at us and one of them started speaking English and asked us where we are from, do we live in Beijing and so forth.  They were on vacation from their high school and in Beijing only for a few days.

Jill and I have gotten used to being asked these kinds of questions, here in Beijing, and when we travel to other parts of China.

We don’t find it rude but it can be somewhat tiring as we sort of feel as if we are “monkeys in a zoo” and never really allowed to fit in completely.

Even on the subway or walking around beijing, a city of 23 million people, we are often stared at and looked at with amazement.

Now, we are good looking folks, but not that good looking.  Just kidding!

We also realize that expatriates are still fairly rare to a lot of people here and we want to make a good example so that people don’t believe everything they see on tv and that most Americans aren’t running around, shooting each other and dealing drugs.  We are just people who are trying to get along and survive, like most anyone else.

These girls then asked Jill, which I sort of expected, if she would take a picture with them.

This happens to us a lot.

Again, we aren’t that good looking, we are just average, but we are different here and so people want to take pictures with us.

I could never imagine going up to someone, who I don’t know in the USA, and just saying, “Oh, can I take a picture with you because you don’t look like me?” but people do here.  And it isn’t done in a rude or offensive way.  They just love selfies and love taking pictures with people.

So, Jill being Jill, she jumped right in and they took a few pictures.

After this, we continued on our way and just enjoyed the art and gorgeous day with very low pollution and blue skies.

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Day 338 in Beijing: 798 Art District, Part 1.

 

The 798 entrance.

The 798 entrance.

Jill and I decided to head out the 798 Art District a few weeks ago.

It was an utterly gorgeous day and we felt incredibly lucky to be living in Beijing and to have this type of experience.

Some days are incredibly difficult, being an expatriate in China, since we don’t speak much of the language, we don’t live near downtown Beijing (which will be changing in a few weeks) and we are still relatively new here as we’ve only been her just over 11 months.

Jill and I are incredibly outgoing, and social, but it takes time to start a new life.

Many of the other expats, that are our age, aren’t going out as often as we do, they have kids, and they have a different priority so it can be difficult that way.

It does seem we end up hanging out with 20-30 year olds even though we have friends our age also.

It is a nice balance and it keeps us “young at heart” as the saying goes.

We ventured out to the 798 and fell in love with it instantly.

It used to be an industrial part of town, and in the past 10 years or so, has become an art enclave and it has loads of galleries and shops to look at art and art materials.

 

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Day 336 in Beijing: Cup O’ Coffee.

 

To give the proper perspective, Jill stood inside the cup.

To give the proper perspective, Jill stood inside the cup.

Jill and I were walking to an art fair and came across this cup.

Or maybe it is more honest to say this cup came across us.

I don’t know.

All I know is it is in a state of repair/disrepair and quite amazing.

The size of this cup is huge.

It is a cool idea and immediately eye catching.

We are hoping they build a coffee bar inside it, as that would make sense, but this is China so they might as likely have a bank there.

One can never tell when form doesn’t meet function.

And form rarely meets function in China.

That being said, the forms are cool, neat and, quite often, the newest thing out there.

It is almost as they are building things to impress while not really planning on the use first.

I guess, with this much money and power, it doesn’t really matter as long as it is impressive and big.

This happens in many countries, in the USA, and it can be wasteful and silly.

However, sometimes that wasteful and silly building is also quite fun and cool to stand next to and take a picture inside of it.

 

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Day 331 in Beijing: Climbing and Cleaning.

 

Close up of the climbers.

Close up of the climbers.

Being that construction is happening, 24/7, in Beijing, there is a lot of cleaning to be done.

There is also a lot of climbing to be done since someone has to put up all these buildings, clean them, tear them down, and rebuild them again.

I’ve mentioned before how often buildings are torn down and how quickly new ones go up.

Jill and I are often surprised, when we leave for a trip abroad, how new buildings seem to pop up, or the ones we knew, are gone.

It is what happens when you have 25,000,000 people living in a single city and the population keeps growing day by day.

Honestly, there is no way I’d want to do these jobs and, when I see these workers, dangling by these ropes, it reminds me of how lucky I am to have come from a middle class family that expected me to go to college.  More than that, my family also expected me to travel, continue to educate myself, and not lead a life of manual labor.

Now, in no way am I disdainful or demeaning of manual labor.  I work as a Marriage and Family Therapist and it is hard work.  But it is not nearly as hard as manual labor.

I am just stating I was born into a family that valued both but was given an opportunity to do something other than manual labor and I choose that path.

Therefore, I’m always amazed, and somewhat terrified, when I see these guys hanging from ropes, cleaning or building, and start to think about the safety conditions and how things are built here and how quickly they fall apart.

I hope they are all okay and got home safely from their jobs.

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Day 329 in Beijing: Construction Camouflage.

 

I worked construction for one summer.

I stunk at it.

I didn’t like it.

I really figured out that manual labor was not my thing.

I became a therapist.

I sit a lot.

However, I also have a modicum of intelligence regarding working in labor jobs and what seems reasonable.

Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but when one is doing construction that involves massive amounts of concrete, cranes and dangerous objects, I’m thinking camouflage is NOT the suggested work attire.

I have to admit that this dude’s fashion sense if fantastic, even if his survival skills aren’t quite up to par.

At least he is wearing a red helmet.

That might allow him to be spotted before he is crushed by coworkers who can’t see him because he’s hidden by his camouflage outfit.

I really don’t think I’d be wearing camouflage when doing construction.

Then again, since I’m vegetarian and I don’t hunt, I can’t imagine anytime when I would ever actually wear camouflage at all.  Scratch that, I’d wear camouflage during the Zombie Apocalypse, but that is it.

But, hey, that’s just me and my survival skills at work.

To each their own.

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Day 323 in Beijing: Erlian, Mongolia Visa Run: Hours 32-32.1

 

Jill and I truly loved the dinosaur displays and wanted to take some videos.

These three are rather short but I find them utterly hilarious and absurd.

It is insane discoveries, like these, that make all the hardships of travel, very worthwhile.

How else would we have ever even though that something like this would be in the middle of the Gobi Desert and be real?

We wouldn’t have.

But we do now.

And so do you.

 

Day 322 in Beijing: Erlian, Mongolia Visa Run: Hours 32-34

 

The famous "Kissing Apatosauri" of Erlian.  Seriously, why the heck are they making out?

The famous “Kissing Apatosauri” of Erlian. Seriously, why the heck are they making out?

We are getting close to the end now.

Our cabbie picked us up and we headed towards the Erlian Airport since we decided to spend a few more bucks and fly back home.

We had heard about this massive dinosaur sculpture area but knew we weren’t taking the bus back and would not be able to see them.

Jimmy and Adam actually were able to catch a car back for about the same price as they would have paid for the bus and so they were well on their way and were safe and sound.

We realized that we were actually heading right for it and that we had a great chance to get some hilarious pictures and videos.

Thanks to Sienna for making sure the dinosaurs were correctly identified and not called a brontosaurus when they are not.

We had no idea there would be so many crazy dinosaur sculptures and displays.  It seriously blew our minds.

Simply said, our exit from Erlian could note have ended on a better note!

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Day 321 in Beijing: Erlian, Mongolia Visa Run: Hours 28-32

 

The butcher and her shop.

The butcher and her shop.

After we picked up the rice, the Mongolian ladies wanted to buy some beef.

Mongolian beef, from what I’ve heard, is amazing.

I’m a vegetarian so I don’t know if that is true but it sells for a lot on the black market in Beijing.

Now, you may ask, how does one get Mongolian beef across the border since it is illegal to take meat, or other perishable products, across them.

This is where a really good driver, and connections, seem to come in handy.

We drove up to a butcher and stopped.

Actually, we drove up to a house, in which a butcher shop seemed to open, and the ladies went in to buy some beef.

Jill stayed outside and rested while I went in to see what was going on.

There was a guy cutting the ribs and a woman selling it.

This obviously was a well known place and the lady knew Diana and these women.

They come here a lot obviously.

After I left the butcher house, I looked around and noticed one of the strangest advertisemnts I’ve seen in a long time.

A huge black guy, and a tall white women, all pumped up and rippling with muscles.

This was on the side of one of the buildings near the butcher house and one of the ladies pointed to it and said, “Gym!”

I’m not sure why a black man, and a white woman, who are seemingly pretty steroided up would help in advertisements, but I guess it does.  Strange.

We hopped back in the SUV and started our return voyage to Erlian, China.

We had to do the reserve trip being that we left Mongolia first, and then headed into China.

It took a bit longer because the Mongolian government really seemed to be searching cars that went back to China and we though the beef, which was hidden under the seats, was going to be found.

Luckily, it wasn’t and we jumped back in the SUV and headed for China.

By the way, after the pictures, I posted a video of Diana and the other women speaking Mongolian.  It is a beautiful language and well worth listening/watching as we drive through, “No Man’s Land.”

When we went through Chinese immigration, it got a bit dicey.

The guards there saw I had a “Z Visa” which is a work visa.  I sincerely doubt ANY person on a Z visa comes to Erlian for a visa run because the company that hired you sponsors you and you don’t have to do these stupid visa runs.

The guards really took along time and were very officious and called over their boss and he kept looking at the Passport and then back at me as if I was some kind of criminal.

They finally let me through and then gave the same treatment to Jill.

After about 15 minutes we were done and waited for Diana and her car by the Rainbow Statue.

After that she dropped us back at our hotel and we hung out until the next taxi driver, which our buddy, Moeava, set us up with, came to pick us up.

 

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Day 320 in Beijing: Erlian, Mongolia Visa Run: Hours 24-28

 

My ticket and passport stamp to leave China.

My ticket and passport stamp to leave China.

Now the fun starts.

We headed towards the border and arrived at it.

Everyone jumped out of the SUV and started walking.  No one said anything to us, so Jill and I weren’t sure what to do, but we jumped out and followed them.  We figured that they are the pros and we will just pay attention and try not to upset any border guards.

Jill’s Visa, by the way, is a one year tourist visa.  Her visa rules force her to leave China every 90 days or she becomes illegal.  The fine for having overstayed your visa in China is 1000RMB a day.  This comes out to 160 USD.  In other words, we don’t want to have to pay this absurd amount of money and we don’t want to upset any border guards.

Did I mention that this is the 90th of Jill’s 90 days?  Yep, due to circumstances of my job, Chinese holidays, and whatnot, we ended up taking this risk and were a bit concerned if anything went wrong.

So far, so good.

As we walked up, the others took out 5RMB and paid for border crossing tickets.  We pulled out 10RMB and did the same.

We continued our journey by walking near the rainbow bridge of freedom, since we are leaving China, and into their customs and immigration building.  The guards there seemed very bored, annoyed, and not happy at all.  However, after a few minutes, they let us through.

We walked out of the building and across the road was a white guy in a red track suit.

Now, I don’t know about you, but the last thing I expected to see, walking outside of the China customs and immigration building is a white guy in a red track suit.

I noticed, quite quickly, that his name was printed on his jacket.  I looked and read, “Adam” and turned to Jill and said, “How weird is that, our names are almost the same!”

There were about 15 Chinese or Mongolians hanging around outside and Adam quickly came up to us and introduced himself.

He and his buddy, Jimmy, were doing the visa run also but their ride had gotten stuck in customs so they were in “no man’s land” between China and Mongolia and had to catch a ride over to Mongolia because it is illegal to walk across the zone in between.

We said we had no idea if Diana would take someone else but they could ask her when she showed up as she seems to do this a lot and she might have room.

We found out that Adam is a tennis coach, here in Beijing, and hails from Poland.

Jimmy teaches in Beijing and is from Philadelphia.

They took the 12 hour bus ride up, the night before, and were hoping to catch the bus back down immediately after doing the run.

However, they possibly could have been stuck here for a long time if no one agreed to let them hop in.

This doesn’t seem like a big deal but we saw jeeps with 10-15 people smashed in them and with luggage on the roof and the front hood.  We even saw jeeps with people hanging out the doors.  It is sort of insane.

Diana showed up and I told Jimmy and Adam to talk to her and she agreed and they climbed into the back of the SUV and crushed themselves into the area.

Adam must be about 6 feet tall and Jimmy was probably 6’4″.  These guys were not small and it did not look comfortable.

We then went through a few checkpoints and drove over no man’s land.

We stopped at the Mongolian Customs and Immigration building and piled out.

The Mongolian immigration agent had to be the most unfriendly and rude person I’ve ever met.

She sneered at me, ignored anything I said, and when I said, “Xie xie” to thank her for giving me back my passport, she was very sarcastic and snotty.

Welcome to Mongolia!

Jill went through and decided she wouldn’t say “Xie xie” since she didn’t deserve it.

Revenge is sweet!

At that point we piled back into the SUV and headed for the main shopping area in Erenhot, Mongolia.

We sat around as the Mongolian women did some shopping and then jumped back in the SUV to do errands with Diana as we wanted to see what the city looked like other than a shopping mall.

 

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