China: Bozhou I: When It Goes Well...
Published: 18.1.2014
Way to Bozhou appeared to be pretty funny thing. Unlike trains, bus transporatation does not have schedules on the Internet. Perhaps because, as I was told, buses are private.
That would explain why we had to begin each bus journey passing through town at a pace that can overcome perhaps only the speed with which Chinese deal with paperwork. It means, we went at a speed of walk (a very, very slow pace) and the driver or his helper from the open door convened and chased another passenger.
Anyway, back to Bozhou . Or even to Zhouzien. From there, it is necessary somehow. As we discovered after a while running around and asking questions to Bozhou from Zhouzien show runs through city of Huainan . From Huainan we did not see even suburb houses. The bus is stopped on a deserted crossroads, where it was widely perhaps the ice cream saleswoman. This mysterious lady seated us at our stand and we waited. Fortunately, not for Godot - for a while actually we were in a bus heading to Bozhou.
We were in Bozhou in no time. Even with the accommodation we had not a problem. So far.
> Po-chou was supposed to be a Muslim city. And it was. Unfortunately, we arrived at a time when Ramadan began. Ramadan started and all the Hui, Chinese Muslims, ceased all their activities. Suddenly disappeared all those tiny little restaurant with great noodles, chuejské district fell silent.
After Suzhou is famous for the production of traditional Chinese medicine. We visited the temple Chua cu-an which now serves primarily as a place to commemorate the famous Chinese doctor Chua-Tuo . Although most of the show was only in Chinese, and so we liked, as well as the adjacent garden.
The day was coming to an end and the night was slowly coming. We went back to our room to gather strength for the next day and other monuments. We were replenishing our energy until about three in the morning. Then the terrible pounding and shouting started. After a good deal time we realized that it was the landlady who was pounding furiously wanting to get air-condition controller, because the entire small hotel had just one. It is important to say that this time of year without air conditioning very well not survive, so we are exerting all forces asked the driver back. The rest of the night passed already more or less evenly. Suspiciously thin wall proved stronger than it looked. And a drunkard, for who we almost lost our controller spent the night in his room, not in ours. And we do so the next morning full of life once again went to hot streets...
Text/photo: Hana Bašová
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