thanks so much for reading our blog and experiencing our 4 months in china with us. we are back safely in MN and are enjoying catching up with family and friends that we missed so dearly. what a beautiful time to be back in minnesota - we love the fall colors and cool temps! we plan to continue blogging about life, work, our love for china...and anything else exciting going on in our lives, so feel free to continue tuning in.
October 14, 2008
back in the usa
thanks so much for reading our blog and experiencing our 4 months in china with us. we are back safely in MN and are enjoying catching up with family and friends that we missed so dearly. what a beautiful time to be back in minnesota - we love the fall colors and cool temps! we plan to continue blogging about life, work, our love for china...and anything else exciting going on in our lives, so feel free to continue tuning in.
October 6, 2008
September 21, 2008
breathless
once i got my feet back on solid ground, i thought i was home free. at the start of our long trek, there were donkeys available to ride up the trail, or to haul your bags for you. hah! are you kidding? we're way too tough (and proud) for that. we're athletes, we're americans, we're perfectly fine carrying our "lightly" packed backpacks. we even walked past one local donkey owner who said to us in mandarin "you DO want a donkey" ... but we laughed it off. we hired a local guide so not to get lost up in the mountains, and off we went. jon & I, our friend windy, and our tibetan guide. the air was cool & slightly crisp, and there were faint drizzles dropping on and off. we were about 20 minutes into the hike, when windy & i stopped & looked at each other with glassy eyes, bright red cheeks and hands on our hips...completely breathless. our guide (cigarette in mouth) turned around and looked down at us (because we were lagging behind him already), and insisted he carry windy's bag for her. she quickly obliged and she and i began 30 minute rotations of carrying my backpack. the transport donkeys continued to walk past us, some heavily loaded with hikers bags & some loaded with hikers themselves. i began asking every single one of them if i could rent a donkey for the rest of the (7 hour) hike. but to no avail. so i changed my tactics and started asking windy to translate, "how much to buy your donkey?!" still nothing. i was knee deep into this hike and i was going to finish it, donkey or not.
i can't even explain how steep this trail was...it was muddy, there were 'land mines' of donkey poo everywhere, so you had to really watch your step, and if i stopped and leaned back a bit, my backpack would most certainly tip me over and i would tumble downhill for an hour. it was intense. after the first 2 hours, we approached the ironically named 'Easy TeaHouse'. it took me 10 minutes just to feel like i could breath normally again...i guzzled a bottled of water, we ate some dove chocolate, chatted with a couple fellow hikers, and just when i was thinking, 'i honestly don't know if i can make it', our guide jumped up and prompted us on. this continued for about 3 more hours. uphill.
in the midst of my suffering, however, i began to stop and look around. though i watched my feet as i walked, i began to stop frequently so i could appreciate the vast expanse of beauty that surrounded us on all sides. i had never seen in person, anything like these sights. the mountains literally engulfed us and begged us to stare at them. closer to us, there were patches of every color of green you could imagine, and in the distance, stood boldly, and often covered by passing puffs of bright white clouds, meili mountain & her family. snow capped and touching heaven, there are two tall, almost perfectly cone shaped peaks, which are the mother & father...and between them are their 5 'children'. the sky was blue with ocassional clouds moving slowly across the sky. we just had to stop and soak it in. even between my gasps for air, i was almost brought to tears at the beauty God had plopped us in the middle of. it took my breath away.
so we climbed up for about 5 hours...and finally hit a spot of level ground! it was quite a sight actually - the trail is part of a pilgrimage that buddhist monks make annually...so it was draped with prayer flags of every color. it felt almost like a celebration for us to enjoy this 45 minutes of flat walk...which ushered us into 2 hours of downhill!! praise the lord. as we approached our destination, i realized we had hiked to the very top of one mountain, and then down the back side, to reach our place of rest for the night - lower yubeng village - at the foot of meili mountain. our tibetan style guesthouse welcomed us happily and for a moment, we just stood there and looked at the view. it was outrageous. it was breathtaking. and that's when i fell in love with the mountains.
what followed was two more full days, and many more hours of uphill battles, downhill reprieves, and views that couldn't be painted more perfectly. i will never forget this experience. the valleys, the mountains, the green, the snow covered peaks. the struggle it took to get there, and the reward that outweighs any sore muscle, or struggle to breath, that i could think of. check it out for yourself...
September 17, 2008
Zhongdian Trip (Part 1)
We will never be able to express (in a way that feels adequate) how amazing our latest trip to zhongdian and beyond was, but you can bet we will try! There is no better place to begin than with the journey there. First, we took a 7am flight that lasted all of 45 minutes to the city of Zhongdian. This city and it’s mystical mountain ranges are thought to be the fabled paradise of Shangri-la. (For more about that, read the 1933 James Hilton novel, Lost Horizon.) Anyway, it is a sleepy mountain town at an elevation of 10,500 ft. and served as our launch point into the beautiful Mei Li Snow Mountains, the natural border with Tibet and home to Yunnan’s highest peak, Kawagebo (22,112 ft. unclimbed virgin peak). The drive there was an adventure passing through mountain ranges and the deep gorges formed by the yangtze and mekong rivers. Here’s a video from the journey with more about the hike to come.
September 2, 2008
hello dali
we just returned from spending a couple days up in beautiful dali. we took the 7 (was actually 9) hour day train on the way there, and soaked up the gorgeous scenery on the way. we rumbled through countless tunnels, practiced chinese with fellow passengers that we were cozily seated next to, ate noodle bowls (of course), and played some handheld yahtzee. it was a great way to start our exit from busy city to relaxing dali. our guesthouse was nestled between the cangshan mountains and the enormous erhai lake. a close walk to the (touristy, but inviting) old town of dali made our place just perfect. we are certain we found the best breakfast (a bakery run by a german woman), and the best pizza we've had yet in china. to be honest, we did not have a single meal there that was not western! the options were so great we just had to indulge. the weather was impeccable our first day there, so we rented bikes and leisurely made our way down to the shores of the lake. it could not have been a better day. any direction we looked held a view worthy of a framed photo...we could hardly capture it. of course, jon also dragged me along on some shopping time, and we found countless cups of yunnan coffee to keep us going. time well spent.
August 25, 2008
chewing the fat
August 18, 2008
the garden of kunming
August 11, 2008
cheapa
August 5, 2008
tenwest english camp
July 29, 2008
tenwest
July 27, 2008
taxi
July 25, 2008
sorry!
July 15, 2008
cafe
July 14, 2008
just like home
July 10, 2008
anniversary
english class
July 6, 2008
land of eternal...rain.
July 1, 2008
the destination of our journey
June 29, 2008
saturday stroll
June 26, 2008
small victories
June 23, 2008
lost in translation
June 20, 2008
transportation
let's get physical
New Territory
Wednesday we took sam and katy to the airport and said goodbye. It was kind of surreal because so many times it has been the other way around. I could only dwell on the strangeness of the moment for about 4 minutes though because of the task at hand...driving their van home from the airport in kunming traffic! Sam told me to use the third ring road because it would be the easiest and have the least traffic and all i would need to do is turn right out of the airport and bada bing bada boom...we’d be home. It seemed easy enough, plus we had an ace in the hole. Paul, a chinese friend of sam’s came with us just to be safe. So i turned right after leaving the airport and bada bing bada...what the?!?...Paul didn’t know where we were either. We eventually did make it home a few wrong turns and tense moments later, but not without vowing to park that car for the next four months and lose the keys. Anyway, when we got home we were both struck with how absolutely quiet the house was. I am not sure we were prepared for the lonely pangs that silence could bring. Liss put it best when she compared it to the feeling you have when your parents leave after dropping you off at your college dorm freshmen year. You know it’s gonna be incredible, but it takes some adjusting.