My Crazy Chengdu Diet

As a student studying abroad at Sichuan University in Chengdu, China, I've realized something incredibly fascinating: I had unwittingly signed myself up for a three month diet plan with amazing food and plenty of exhausting exercise!

This is simply a blog following along my experiences in China and what small lessons I learn everyday as to why the Chinese are all so thin! It's meant to be amusing, so I hope you find it as amusing as I do.

Also, I highly suggest reading the 'What's Going On?!' page before you start to read this. I'll be using terms that you need to understand for this to make any sense and it gives a good explanation of what this blog is all about.

The Three Gorges & Their Dam

There isn’t anything else on earth quite like the Three Gorges. Stunning, serene and still incredibly beautiful even after the Chinese government built their dam and flooded the water up 500 feet. I was lucky enough to be paired with a Chinese family that hails from Yichang, the city below the Dam where most of the people involved in it had lived. Rebecca, my family mother, was actually one of the engineers for the Dam and had a lot of ins.

So the trip began at the East Railway Station in Chengdu, where we were to catch our train to Yichang. I went with a classmate Tim, who was my partner and was lucky enough to get the great family that we did with me. Public transportation in China is mostly done through Trains and Buses. People don’t drive their cars farther than 40 miles from their homes and when they decided to take trips that are 1 hour or more, they take the bus or take the train. Our particular trip would be 13 hours overnight and by a stroke of luck we got sleeper bunks. They were ‘hard’ sleepers, which constitutes a slightly padded mattress, a blanket and a pillow. Considering we were traveling during National Week which is the second biggest holiday in China next to the new year, it was incredibly fortunate we got sleepers. A 13 hour trip on a hard seat is not a fun time. Our seats back were those, and I will explain that whole situation later.

Our family has a four year old daughter named ‘Amy’ this is her English name or lovingly nicknamed ‘san-san’ which is Chinese for the number ‘3’, her parents lucky number. She is the cutest little kid you’ll ever meet, with about 2x as much energy as any four year old you’ll ever meet and the mentality of a little empress. Amy is adorably spoiled, and gets most everything she wants. She made the ride slightly rough with her complaining she didn’t have enough room, but otherwise it wasn’t too bad at all. I slept right through it. We arrived in Yichang around 8am and were taken right to our hotel. It was probably one of the nicest hotels I have ever stayed in and no doubt would have run a person 2-300 USD a night in the US. For us, however, because Rebecca had the ins with the company that owned the hotel, got the room for 220 kuai a night, 110 a piece or roughly 18 USD each a night. We napped for a few hours, and around 12:00 we were picked up and brought to Rebecca’s parents home, where we ate lunch with them. It was delicious as usual and Patrick (our family father) kept our time entertained with a lot of explanations of Chinese customs, question about American ones and what kinds of things we wanted to do.

I want to take a moment to explain Rebecca and Patrick. They are two of the nicest, most wonderful people I have ever met. They welcome us into their home often and enjoy our company and are both hard working and caring people. Rebecca is an engineer for the Three Gorges company that built the Dam and now builds hotels, and Patrick is a police officer who has been recently working in the passport department dealing with visas of people visiting China for the past year. They both speak English very well and are incredibly enthusiastic about us and all about our culture. Particularly Patrick, who asks us questions about everything and is always trying to teach us new Chinese or help us understand situations.

After some time spent at their house with them we were left to our own devices in our hotel room around 6pm, though those devices were to shower and rest. It was probably some of the best sleep I’d ever gotten and at 7am the next morning Patrick was knocking on our door to pick us up. The Three Gorges Dam was on the agenda for that morning, and both Tim and I were incredibly excited. Well… I think Tim was. I was for sure! It was a two hour bus ride along the Yangtze River which was beautiful and so incredible. I’ve never really experienced the Mississippi or any other major river in the US, so when I  got to experience how absolutely massive and heavily-used the Yangtze River was I was blown away. It was so serene and calm as it wound its way through the Chinese countryside and even aside from the questionable brown hue of the water it was certainly an experience.

When we arrived at the Dam I was actually slightly disappointed at first. We started off way up on this high point that looks down over the Dam and it didn’t look all that impressive from such an angle. ‘… that’s it?’ I questioned with disdain as I looked out over it. This was the view we were getting? Why didn’t it seem as big as everyone said it was? It’s currently the largest dam known to Man/ever built by man and the single largest building project in history. There was some touristy made-up stuff to look at that was much like other tourist places in China which is to say, questionably staged and a bit heavy on the ‘look! Take pictures here and buy things!’ if you know what I mean. But we only stay in that spot for about 45 minutes, and we were then bussed down closer to the Dam. I was right beside it, looking out over the water and the power of the Yangtze that was contained by this incredibly structure. It was far more impressive from the side, where I could better gauge its size by my own. Here’s a little picture illustration such a thing. After this picture was taken a Chinese family nearby eagerly asked if I would take a picture with them, which I agreed to. It’s always a good day when you end up in someone’s pictures.

We were then moved again, this time to a park down below the dam and in front of it. This was where it’s true beauty and the truly awe-inspiring moment was for me. Much like standing beside Horseshoe Falls at Niagara and partaking in its wonder, I stood there and stared up at this massive looming structure so smoothly designed. It really was a site even if it did destroy several eco-systems, historical sites and displaced 1.5 million people. I can see why the built it; in a twisted sort of way it was worth it.

The trip was only a few hours and so we returned to Yichang and had a nap, then went to the gym of the Three Gorges College to meet with Rebecca’s sister and brother-in-law. Rebecca’s parents both work for the college and like all other universities in China, are provided with living space directly on campus. We started off playing badminton but when I noticed some older Chinese men playing basketball, Rebecca’s brother-in-law and I decided it would be an excellent idea to join them and play. It wasn’t, and I got my butt handed to me. I was sweating profusely and realized just how terrible I am as basketball. But thankfully we were all pretty hungry and didn’t stay too long, heading off to get some delicious and classic street vendor food consisting of dumplings, noodles and of course grilled stuff on sticks!

Not much else too exciting happened that day and we returned to our hotel. The next day we visited the first gorge Xilin while we waiting for 8 pm when we were scheduled to board our ship and I got my first taste of the the Three Gorges. 

There were some informational spots about the Ba people who inhabited the Gorges and then suddenly disappeared a long time ago that I don’t really remember, followed by a fun little excursion on a speed boat around the river a little bit and some delicious fried little fish for a snack. It was beautiful, and at the end I got to take a zip-line ride across the river. There were people bungee jumping and it was only 160 kuai I believe, but I just couldn’t quite bring myself to do it. I almost did… almost.

I snagged this picture off of google so just in case I will mention:  it is not mine, it belongs to its respective owner and I’m glad they let it be on google for me to use it to explain the gorges to my family and friends ok so anyway, these are the three different gorges, and a basic land map of where they are in comparison to each other and Yichang:

That night at 8pm we boarded our ship.

The room was small and slightly uncomfortable and the bathroom had just a nozzle for the shower without a designated space for it and a squatty toilet. Needless to say I did not shower for two days. When we got onto the ship we went right to bed as we were tired, and I must say the view out the window was less than impressive. However when we woke up in the morning, we found ourselves parked in the middle of the river with a beautiful view of the second gorge just outside the window.

 That morning we got off of our big boat onto much smaller boats and went up into the Wu Gorge which is the second gorge up the river. It was gorgeous.. I can’t honestly think of any other way I could possibly describe how breathtaking it was and I don’t know if these pictures really do it justice but it’s the best my buddy Tim could do to capture it’s beauty with his fantastic photography skills:

We returned to our boat and had lunch, then floated up the river into the third and last Gorge which honestly isn’t as impressive as the first or second.

We explored a small fortress which was cute and got to see one of the new river cities built along the river that the government built 10 years ago to move all of the 1.5 million displaced people. I loved them! They were so pretty… and they just seem to suddenly appear amidst the dark slopes along the river. A lot of the space along the banks of the river are more or less uninhabited, with one or two small villages or a house or two. The cities seems so interesting, although Tim and I were trying to figure out what they could possibly have as far as infrastructure goes in the cities.

We returned to Yichang on the evening of the last day and spent it being lazy in our room and resting. We got up in the morning for lunch in a beautiful restaurant that was basically a giant beautiful greenhouse with koi ponds and plants everywhere. Our train left at 3 pm and it was 14 hours… in a seat. All of the bunks had been purchased and so we ended up in seats for the 14 hour train ride. Though it was very long, very exhausting, and I couldn’t get any sleep, it was really entertaining. Because it was the end of National Week everyone was trying to get home and the train was packed and I mean packed. There were people sitting on the floor along the aisle and even in where the bathroom was. Trying to get to the bathroom was like a joke and I can’t even remember how many people I stepped over and on to get to it. I also practiced Chinese with Patrick and a man selling little trinkets who was shocked I could speak any Chinese and apparently thought I was really entertaining. We got home at 5am and I slept the entire rest of the day!

I don’t have any good diet tips for this one… I wasn’t in Chengdu and afterall it was vacation. No dieting on vacation, just eating and enjoying!

11/11 = Singles Day!

Okay so 11/11… you know how you wish on 11:11 sometimes for fun, or some of you were really stoked about 11/11/11 ‘cause it’s three elevens all together right? Well the Chinese are a little different. 11/11 is ‘Singles Day’ in China, which is to say it is the single person’s version of Valentine’s Day. There are all kinds of parties and events set up for single people to go and be single or become not-single.

Bars will have specials on drinks and do things to entice single people to come to their bar. The other campus of Sichuan University had a set up thing where you go and write on a car what you are looking for and your name and phone number if you’re a girl. Then boys can come over and look through all the cards and if they see a card that looks like someone they could be happy with they take the card and give the girl a car and set something up!

The entire weekend is going to be filled with all kinds of singles’ parties and all kinds of fun things. It’s pretty awesome and all of the bars are filled with people just looking to have a good time! being single isn’t always a good thing in China, so they set these kinds of things up hoping they’ll find someone. Parent’s also tend to like to get involved and try to set their kids up with other people. Pretty crazy, right? And unlike in America where we look for ‘Personality, Humor and looks’ as good qualities, the Chinese look for ‘Economic stability, Wealth and level of Education’ as their most important qualities. So if you’re ugly but rich in China, no worries! I think it’s pretty crazy too as I definitely could never be with someone that I didn’t have the same interests with or who didn’t have a good personality… rich or not. The Chinese will never cease to baffle me with their ways!

Birthday Extravaganza

Hello all! Sorry I’ve been so lax with my blog posts… I’ve been busy with school work and the like as well as enjoying ever moment I can of China. I will get my Three Gorges blog update up with pictures ASAP, I promise!

So as most of you (I’m assuming) know, my birthday was last Monday. I have a few Chinese friends that are Polymerscience majors and decided that a birthday celebration for me the Saturday before would be a good idea. I definitely agreed that it was a great idea, and around 8 pm on the Saturday before my birthday they met me along with two of my friends James and Blake and led us out into the night. We ended up at a Chinese arcade.

What are Chinese arcades like? AMAZING. Though I don’t have any photos to share with you, I can assure you they are the greatest places ever. In China, game consoles such as Playsation and Xbox are actually illegal, as they cannot control the internet capabilities on these products and can’t regulate what is and isn’t being accessed by them. So to play video games, people either go to the special stores that you can rent an xbox and tv and play for a few hours at the place or go to the arcade. There are ash trays and betting galore, rows of claw-snatch games and an entire room of just fighting games. All of the Ultimate Fighter games as well as a fabulous arcade-version of the newest ‘Marvel vs. Capcom’ which is my particular favorite.

And of course, what would a Chinese arcade be without Dance Dance Revolution? DDR is on a completely different level in China. There was a girl that was playing it most of the time that I was there, on the hardest level and breaking a sweat. And when I say a sweat, I mean she was absolutely soaked to the bone in sweat from breaking it down to arrows and blaring techno music. I have never witnessed a human being’s feet move so fast. She was excellent, and she was using two pads at once. It was crazy. Of course if your feet don’t move fast enough for DDR there is a game that I’ve lovingly dubbed ‘Music Tap’ that you stand on and in front of you is a series of square buttons. You choose your song (my particular choice was ‘poker face’ by lady gaga) and as the song plays the squares light up to the music and you have to ‘tap’ the buttons at the right time. It’s a lot of fun and the base moves all the way through your whole body which is a great experience in itself.

We were there until about 11 pm when suddenly Shirley (one of the Chinese girls) appeared and announced that it was time for the party. Here I had assumed that just being in the arcade was my party, but I should have known better than to doubt my Chinese friends. We went upstairs to a room where 40 chinese people I did not know were all sitting around drinking beer and enjoying Halloween themed things such as blinking rings, devil horns and disappearing ink. She explained that it was another girls birthday too, these were most of her friends, and her boss (Shirley works at the arcade) allowed me and my friends to join in the festivities in honor of my birthday. I had to introduce myself in broken Chinese and was given a massive stuffed light bulb as a gift, the other girl receiving a pink seahorse that I was (and still am) quite envious of.

Now, when it comes to Chinese parties two things always happen; games and performances. I suppose because they are all required by their culture to be shy and modest, when they get a chance they like to show off their talents with poor singing and a lot of great dancing. So throughout the night amidst various games that are difficult to explain there were random songs sung and dancing routines showed off to the delight of everyone else. I was not told before hand that I was expected to do something, and with some very insistent pushing James and I ended up in front of the whole audience and belted ‘Poker Face’ by Lady Gaga to the crowd of 40 Chinese people. They cheered afterwards though I’m not sure if it was out of happiness or pity and it is safe to say I do not plan on doing such a thing again. In the moment it was a rush but … no. Both of us are terrible singers and James barely knew half the words.

Afterwards, when the party was done with played more arcade games until around 1am and then had grilled food on sticks just outside of the tiny north gate. Grilled food on sticks is my favorite, it always tastes good and though I do not smoke we once got offered a cigarette by the man cooking for us. They usually greet us with a pleasant ‘hello’ these days as they know our faces (but lets face it, we’re white people. We’re hard to miss.)

So all in all it was a very different, very Chinese, but very exciting birthday! It was a really good cultural experience for sure, and I’ve definitely got a diet tip for you:

DDR. Play it like a crazy person, not only will your coordination improve immensely but you’ll get a great workout and can dazzle your friends with your feet-moving prowess.

Cash Floww.

Halloween costume shopping in China is nearly impossible! They don’t celebrate, so even trying to get anything costum-y is difficult. They don’t quite understand it and although most think it’s entertaining and will go out to the bar to celebrate, Halloween is not a widely celebrated holiday nor really widely known or understood. Friday night was the Jellyfish costume party at some park on one of the outer ring roads; a good 20 kuai taxi ride which is expensive here.

A trip to Chunxi Liu – the shopping street – was undertaken by my friend Nick and I, though he wasn’t shopping for a costume like I was. He just needed a few shirts. I ended up scoring some brown pants and a tan shirt so I could complete my Red Baron costume (a pretty easy idea, it was easy to assemble and didn’t require anything ridiculous)

The most interesting part of the trip, however, was Nick’s attempt at purchasing a few fake Rolex watches. So the way this works, is while you’re walking innocently around people will come up to you and show you cards of items that you might be interested in. If you nod your head they lead you down questionable streets, into questionable buildings, up questionable elevators and into their very nice shops. They have a wide range of items from fake Louis Vuitton bags to rolex watches to leather and fur coats. It is honestly hard to figure out whether or not any of it is real, considering that it all feels real. Most of it is fake of course, but when you ask them how much? $500 USD for a LV bag. The classic “You must be stupid foreigners, here pay lots of money!” scheme again plagued us in our search for fake-but-real-looking goods and sadly I did not come away with a beautiful imitation LV bag.

It’s a pretty common theme here to be over-charged because we are foreigners. It probably didn’t help that both of us are blonde and have blue eyes, no doubt. The street vendors and shop keepers here are out to make money like anyone else, and when they see a foreigner they always assume two things:

  1. They assume we can’t speak ANY Chinese and are tourists and  
  2. They assume that we are idiots and will pay what they ask.

Sadly for them, bargaining is half the fun for us! Though when Nick said ‘Tai gui le! (too expensive)” and they handed him the calculator to see what price he wanted and he put in 100 kuai, some laughter and a ‘Sankyou, byebye’ were what we got instead of nice stuff. Their shops were all very pristine and nicely laid out, full of lavish items that any person that really had those items (like real ones) would not have let you put your hands on them without purchasing it first. Silly Americans…

There are a few different common cultural themes that we generally are plagued with here and they are as follows:

  1.  Can’t speak Chinese, and ‘Hello’ is the best and most attractive way of getting a Laowai (foreigner/white person) to buy things from you at high prices!
  2. Stupid Americans… ?
  3. Since we’re western, for the Chinese people that barely ever see Westerners they like to stare. So we get stared at a lot.
  4. We ALSO are invited to take pictures by people, to show they met a westerner on their travels away from home and impress their villages.

Though it isn’t as common here in Chengdu because there are a lot of foreigners, in other places there have definitely been many times where I and my fellow classmates were asked to pose for a picture with a random Chinese stranger, and then subsequently included in photos of their entire families. I think it’s pretty safe to say I’ll be in a lot of family photo albums that I don’t know, possibly posted on the internet and circulated around bewildered and awestruck Chinese people in small villages. It’s kind of like being a celebrity. But it’s definitely a lot of fun and makes the China experience that much more interesting.

That’s all for now! No diet tips or pictures this time around, unless you count:

1.      Spend all your money on crap, so you can’t afford food! And don’t forget about all the pictures you’ll be asked to take with Chinese people… don’t want to be looking too fat!

Food is Food.

I’ll add pictures to this as soon as I get some! Just a few for now… and again, a shout out to Tim because he took these pictures. I’ve got lack of access to a camera and he takes great pictures anyway.

So the most important thing to know about Chengdu, Sichuan is the food. Everything is about food and the Sichuan province on China is the place to go for food. Everything in Sichuan tastes 1,000x better than any other place in China, everything is most likely spicy in some way and everything has a ton of flavor

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Friday, Fabulous!

TGIF! It’s Friday here in China (Remember, I’m twelve hours ahead. it’s tomorrow for me!) and my first class is over. Friday is definitely my favorite day; we have English Corner at 1930 (7:30 pm) which thus far entails being swarmed by hordes of Chinese students desperate to practice their English with a native speaker. I’ve only been there once so far, but it was a lot of fun. I’ve gotten used to being stared at by everyone I pass on the streets and the occasional ‘Please, will you take a picture with us?!’ thing but English Corner is definitely an entire different story. In China, because a lot of the rural inhabitance don’t leave their homes often or the people don’t get out much, they don’t see a lot of westerners. So being a blonde haired, blue-eyed westerner garners a lot of photo shoots with anonymous strangers wanting to show their family they met an American. We were even in a few wedding photos at Emei Shan!

We did manage to make just enough friends last time to have a busy schedule for the evening. I’m really excited to hang out with more Chinese students and get to know them, and our events for the evening go as follows:

  • Playing Ping Pong with Victor and a girl whose name I forget at 1700 (5:00 pm)
  • Heading to English corner at 1800 to go with Sawyer and his friends to dinner and then to his house to what I can only assume is a crazy Chinese party of some kind
  • Then heading out to the bars!

Friday’s are always good, because Saturday rarely requires waking up earlier than 10:00 am. This saturday I will actually be going with my Family from the Friends & Family program along with Blake and Tim to play Ping Pong, eat Hot Pot (which is a special Sichuan dish comprising of a ridiculously spicy mixure of water, oil and spices that you stick meats and veggies into until they’re cooked and enjoy with rice!), then hanging out for a while and making dumplings for dinner. The family that we were partnered with is the coolest family out of all of them; Rebecca is the wife and she worked as an engineer on the Three Gorges Dam project. Hopefully they will be taking Tim and I with them for the National Day holiday which starts next friday; we get a week off of school to the Dam and to where they are originally from. I had planned on going to Xi’an with a group of other American students… but I think going with a Chinese family will be a great experience.

So my Chendu Dieter Tip for today: Spend lots of time with locals. They’ll know the best foods to eat, the best places to go, not to mention you’ll burn a ton of mental calories trying to understand just what on earth they are saying.

So that’s all for now! I’ll update again Sunday with pictures and such from today and tomorrow.

So I’m in China, Right?

The ‘dorm’ that I live in is very much like a hotel; it looks like a hotel, there are desks with clerks and our room is cleaned once a week. Actually, it is a hotel. People come and go all the time with luggage and seem to spend money to stay here. The dorms we normally stay in are under renovation is what I’ve been told; and what we’re in is much nicer.

And it really is quite strange nice, and we have our own bathroom for the two of us (My amazing roommate is a girl from Minnesota named Emilie). However, it is on the 5th floor of the building and no, there is not an elevator. Luggage was carried up and luggage will be carried down on my own. I climb five flights of stairs at least five times a day and have no way of really preparing my own food at home. One thing I’ve discovered about China is that there really aren’t any elevators.

It seems a building must be over 10 stories before they will include elevators; So the very first Chengdu Dieter tip I have to offer is this: Stairs. Lots and lots of stairs, all the time. Don’t take elevators and escalators are for crybabies.

My classes are in two different buildings, both near each other. It’s about a fifteen minute walk to the building where my language classes are held and the same for the building that my cultural classes are held. We walk everywhere, all the time. Taxis are too expensive for the ‘short’ distances we go and rickshaws are cliché. Walking is the best way to get anywhere unless you splurge for a bike, but walking is really the best. And don’t even think about driving; the rules of the road are more like ‘guidelines’, the only 100% rule is that red means stop and green means go. And no, the taxi’s do not always abide by this. The stereotype that Asians are bad drivers most certainly comes from China, because they just drive. They want to get somewhere in a hurry and if they can’t go in their own lane they WILL cross into the opposite side of the street if it is clear. They cut each other off and constantly use their horns. I’m going to try and get a video of a ride in a Taxi sometime relatively soon and you can more or less experience it yourself.

So the second tip: Walk everywhere. Walk a lot, all the time. Upstairs, down streets and keep your heart rate up by trying to cross the street or walk in the bike lane.

That’s all for now! I’ll be sure to update again soon.