Impressions of Beijing
Our family went on a 10-day trip to Beijing at the beginning of October. I won’t give a blow-by-blow account, just note some of my impressions.
We were invited by Astrid’s parents, and stayed with them. Her father is a guest professor at the Beijing Forestry University for a few months each year. While we did all the touristy things, we had a chance to experience some aspects of Beijing city life that the typical short-term tourist does not see.
Since we stayed in Beijing except for an outing to the Great Wall, our experience is limited, so these impressions should be taken in that context.
The first few days we had good weather. Since it was their National Day Golden Week holiday, most of the factories were closed or not running at full capacity.
Towards the end of our stay, we saw how bad the pollution could be. Levels reached heights that only happen once or twice a year. The smog was so bad that most people wore masks. Apparently the masks do not help much. Visibility was down to 50-100 meters, and the sun looked like a red, angry moon.
The people are very aware of the problem, and in conversations I got the idea that they consider cycling, electric bikes and public transportation as a duty to lessen it. However, this fact alone would deter me from spending a large amount of time in big Chinese cities.
On the streets, I was immediately struck by the amount of electric bicycles, mopeds and cargo trikes. Maybe one out of several thousand mopeds are powered by internal combustion. The cargo trikes, being mostly older and probably used for a much larger part of the day, were mostly non-electric. There were also a lot of electrified bicycles, consisting of a lengthened frame with space for a battery pack and an extra seat at the back. The battery packs are removable and are plugged into mains power for charging. Altogether a great system.
Cycling is also big, helped by the fact that Beijing is pretty flat. The underground is fast and cheap (2 yuan per trip irrespective of distance), so pretty full.
Cars are only allowed on the road on alternative days, determined according to the number plate. Apparently rich people have 2 cars to enable them to drive any day.
The traffic is chaotic. People push in front of you whenever they can, and give way easily. This actually results in remarkably smooth-flowing traffic, since it’s all predictable: There is no hesitation, trying to figure out what the other person will do: They will take any gap, without hesitation. The cars, bicycles and people intermingle and flow.
I found the people very friendly, and very curious. The fact that caucasian people are a relative rarity, and that we were generally the tallest people in the room, probably contributed to that. People asked us where we came from, asked to pose with us for photos (mostly with my daughters), and were clearly curious.
We spent one Friday evening at the Renmin University English corner, where people come to practice their english. We were questioned about our lifestyle (do we have cars?), animals (We are from Africa, after all), and on our impressions of China. Seems that the people are very proud of their country, with a strong desire to grow China as well as themselves.
Workdays are long, and many people work 6 or 7 days a week.
We ate many things, a lot of which I could not identify. Staple is rice, with usually some stew over it. There is a lot of mushrooms and tofu, and some vegetables. We actually had donkey meat once.
The custom seems to be to have enormous amounts of food. Several times I could not finish a meal, even a takeaway, and this is something that happens very seldom to me. On the occasions we were invited to a meal by Chinese people, we generally managed to eat at most half of the food on the table. This is a cultural thing: Eating all the food implies that the host is stingy…
Food in general was cheap, except for Western fast food. Coffee is hideously expensive.
Although we had stir-fried food on occasion, I got the impression that food is mostly boiled or steamed, with very little of the panfried tastes that westerners are used to.
We never saw any seasoning like salt and pepper anywhere. The food usually comes with a sauce, which is spicy/tasty enough. I did miss the pepper on fried egg, though.
I think that the food has a lot less fat than Western food. The people are generally slim, and the only dangerously obese people I saw were Western tourists.
This is not a priority. From conversations I gathered that the concept of exercise for health is very foreign to chinese people.
On the other hand, a lot of people use public transport or cycle, which leads to a minimum of physical activity much higher than a car-bound western lifestyle.
Culture and history
This was simply astounding. It is weirdly different to the feeling you get in Europe. In Europe, you see various churches and cathedrals, in all kinds of different styles that indicates their relative ages.
In China, I was struck by how similar all the palaces and temples were. This starts to feel boring for a while, until you realise the implication: These people had a very consistent culture and way of doing things for a long, long time. It seems like their history is a lot more cohesive than western history, which makes you realise that the current communist government is a mere blip in their history.
Of course, China can be a shopping experience of note. Since I’m not into many of the typical wares available, I found the shopping not as enjoyable as I would have liked. I think it helps in bargaining to know some Mandarin.
This was a fascinating trip. We saw, did and experienced so much, and came back enriched by the experience. Seeing a different culture and way of life both broadens my perspective on my own life, and makes me very glad to be living where I do.