When Looks Can Really Be Deceiving and So Can the City - Xian, China
We rode from Beijing to Xian on a bullet train! If you search on the map for the two cities, it's at least 11 hours and 20 mins by car. And we arrived in FIVE hours. Guess how fast we went? 304km/h it was actually insane.
In Xian, it was even more smoggy than Beijing. If possible, Xian had more people, and had more of a shocking atmosphere. During my time in Beijing, in my head it seemed like we were in a ginormous china town in Vancouver (hey cuz!) But in Xian it kinda settled down in my head that we were actually going to be away from home in a LONGGG time. The place we stayed that night looked like an exotic hotel. It even stood on top of a EXCELLENT looking mall! The Zhongmao Plaza.
But don't so fooled by this beautiful outside. The inside however looked just as nice. But the more we explored, the more we realized we were the only ones in the mall. It looked really depressing. Our hotel was just as terrible. It was a "Five-star-hotel-wanna-be" hotel. Just disgusting, i'm not even going to describe it. It brings back too much bad memories. This is not an exaggeration. It might be, i'm not sure. Well i could be in a dramatic mood.
Because of this terribly dramatic intro, i'm going to move back into reality. The next morning, since our stay was HORRIBLE, we packed up our 20lbs packs and strapped them onto our backs and walked out of the hotel. Now, how were we going to get to our next place? We didn't have enough cash on us to take a bus and which bus do we take anyways? Also, the taxis only took 4 people and our address was invalid. So our six journeying Asian heads picked our way through the thick crowds with heavy packs on our backs to find another taxi. I still don't know how Lucy and Eli did this. Now this part is really amazing. We fortunately found two taxis and split into the two taxis. Daddy, Eli and I in one because dad had the valid address in Chinese on his phone. And mom, Lucy and Myka in another taxi, because our amazing mother can speak mandarin!
YOU MUST READ THIS PART IT IS HONESTLY SO MINDBLOWING AND INSANE AND INTENSE YOU HAVE TO READ IT PLEASE
My mom didn't have the address with her. And before she even got into her taxi, our taxi took of into the Xian traffic. Looking frantically back, i recall feeling very panicked. Dad couldn't communicate very well with our driver who well, spoke mandarin while my father spoke fluent Cantonese. So i prayed really hard to God because um hello? Have you seen China traffic at all? ( If not well you can always check out How to Cross the Streets of China on my other blog! ) Okay back on task. And in the corner of my vision i could see this green and yellow taxi with a Pizza Hut commercial on the top, literally weaving it's way through the intense Chinese intersections. It happens to be Myka's taxi! Their taxi driver knows how to drive. The car must of had some sort of speed enhancer or 'an-avoiding-pedestrian-crossing charm' on it. Whenever we would pull at least three intersections ahead, it would follow as if our taxi a ginormous inflatable Mario Kart screaming ' Mario iz going to win zis car chase! ' This experience was almost like an angel of the Lord was protecting our family. That would suck if we got separated only at the beginning of the trip.
I know it sounds all not that exciting through this blog, but in real life, it was like some of the James Bond movies. And i don't even watch James Bond. More like and intense Marvel car scene. Without guts, cuts or guns. Or anything too badass. But i was pretty cool in the back of the taxi. Clutching onto Eli with tears streaming down my face while wailing the only two words of mandarin i knew. Oops. Slight exaggeration again. Although i was in a very dramatic mood. Never mind then. Bye!