| Everywhere
you looked there were half finished apartment buildings. Most were
about 30 to 40 stories tall. Every street was jammed packed with them.
In America I have seen tall buildings before, mostly office buildings or
big companies. In China these buildings are solid apartments. Apartments
as far as the eye could see. The ground floor of these buildings were stores
and shops and restaraunts. The rest of the building is dedicated to apartments,
most of which are very small. The buildings still in construction were
lined with scaffling made of bambo. Yes that's right, Bamboo. Bamboo scaffling
30 stories high, Oh My God! Where is osha? You would expect to see some
bamboo rods all tied together to assist in building a straw hut, but to
build a skyscraper!! I guess if you have plenty of it and it gets the job
done, well then...
I had heard
that China was growing fast, but now I know what an understatement that
is. I wander where it will be in 10 years if it keeps growing like
this. This brings me to how the Chinese people work. Every time I saw workers
I observed them very closely. I saw how they worked as if they knew they
had a great job, as if they didn't want to take a break or slow down. They
all seemed like ideal employees. They seemed to have these great work attitudes
and made so little money for it. I was shocked to learn how little they
made. A waitress in a nice restaurant will earn about 500 yuan a month
which is a very good pay for a waitress. That's about 65 US dollars. I
know a general manager of a frieght forwarding company who makes about
1000 yuan a month, about 120 US dollars. We would be in a nice restaraunt
having dinner and the waitress waited on you hand-and-foot as if you were
a very valuable customer. I remember one evening my wife and I were having
dinner and it was pretty late. There were only three tables with customers
left. I looked around and noticed that between the head waitress and the
rest of the crew that was on the floor, there were 17 people ready to serve
these three tables of about 6 customers. Outstanding service! I may walk
out on a limb by saying this but I believe America is a tad bit spoiled.
Shhhh.... who said that?
When Samantha
and I arrived at her apartment building we met a gaurd at the gate who
greeted us and let us in the the courtyard of the building. It was
beautifully landscaped with waterfalls, fruit trees, paved walks and bridges
over streams, so much detail. Every place that has any ground that isn't
covered by pavement had very nice landscaping. We entered the main floor
elevator and headed up to the 11th floor to her apartment. We took our
shoes off at the door and put on slippers as is the way of most Chinese.
Then we went straight to the bathroom to wash our hands. I'm not sure if
it is because of the whole SARS thing or just the way the Chinese are but
there is so much imffises put on cleanliness. Most apartments if not all
have tile floors that make it easy for cleaning. They are cleaned and mopped
once or twice a day. If you have been outside then you should not sit on
the furniture with your possible soiled clothes. Her appartment was typical
of most better appartm!ents. There's a tiny kitchen with all the modern
things like fridge, stove and sink. Two bedrooms, one is more of a storage
closet than a bedroom. The bathroom had a plastic stool, tile floor and
walls, a porcelen sink. There was no bathtub just a shower with a drain
in the floor. The whole thing was designed to be very small and very easy
to clean. The only hot water was the shower. It came from a small gas heater
mounted on the wall. Electricity seems to be in short supply at times.
I think this is why there are no hot water heaters or any other heat for
that matter in these appartments. It doesn't get too cold in Shenzhen but
it can get down to almost snow weather during the worst part of winter.
Her appartment had all the usual things like sofa, TV, table, desk, oh
yeah she also has a piano. Everything was of very good quality. Most Chinese
like American or Japanese made goods. Why do you think there is a made
in China sticker on the back of just about every single little gadgit on
your desk. Late at night I would sit out on the balcony overlooking one
of the main streets in Shenzhen. I watched as several prostitutes waited
on either side of the street for their nightly buisness. On another part
of the street 5 to 10 people cooked their dinner over an open fire, while
taxi drivers slept in their cars. Straight below me several 24 hr security
gards patroled the inner courtyard with posted security gates at both sides.
Police are far and few between. At night there are very few police and
what police there are are usually in their offices unless called upon.
That leaves a lot of room and funds for cheaper security guards. There
are almost no police patroling but there are security guards every were.
At different times during the day I would see about 10 or 15 guards marching
around the courtyard like they were in boot camp or something. In the morning
I woke early. I fixed myself a cup of instant coffee that Samantha bought
just for me. Then I sat on the balcony and took in the view. It was quite
amazing. On the roof top across the street I saw a man running around the
roof and up and down a small flight of stairs among several clothes-lines
littered with clothing. Straight across in a lobby in the next building
a man about 40 years old was instructing a small class in martial arts.
11 floors below me in the court yard a group of older ladies was practicing
what I expect was some sort of tai chi. All this was going on at the same
time. Out in the street were several people on bikes going and coming.
One of which had some plywood and 5 gallon buckets strapped to the back.
It sounds impossible but it's true. I have often seen people hauling all
sorts of things on bikes, right down the middle of the road. Once I saw
several ladies pushing a two wheel cart down the road loaded with a truck
load of timber. I could go on for hours about the things I saw and what
people were doing in the streets. But I think I should move on.
After Samantha
got up we went out for breakfast. We decided to go to a certain restaurant
about 3 blocks down the street. As we walked among hundreds of other
walking commuters, I could see how everyone had to do a double take as
they passed by. There are very few Americans in Shenzhen. I only saw maybe
3 the whole first month I was there. So I was not to surprised by everyones
stare. I stuck out like a sore thumb. Most people would just take a good
look at me then go about their buisness. Everyone I talked to was very
kind and anxious to help me with whatever I needed. When we arrived at
the resteraunt we were greated by 4 hostesses at the front entry. We went
in and up a small red carpeted flight of stairs and were greated by 2 more
hostesses. We entered the dinning area and yet another hostess showed us
to our seat at which time 2 or three waitresses pulled back our seats and
set the table and laid a large cloth in our laps then put covers over our
jackets which hung on the back of the remaining two seats. The table was
covered with a white cloth and individual place clothes. The dinning room
was very big with many tables. We then went to the WC to wash our hands.
The WC is kind of an international code for bathroom. I've yet to figure
out exactly what it stands for. If you ever want to know where the bathroom
is in China just say WC. The urinal was a kind of water fall coming down
the length of a wall that you just did your thing in. There were individual
stalls with no toilets, just holes in the floor that you could do your
other thing in. Back at our table we were presented with tea cups, bowls,
a pot of tea and chopsticks. The next thing was the ritual of washing the
cups, bowls and chopsticks with the hot tea. Don't want to catch a bug!
Now we were ready to order. Samantha did all the food ordering since I
can't read a chinese menu. The food was awesome. Nothing at all like what
you find on a Chinese buffet in America. I can't even describe how tender
and delicious everything was, especially the vegetables. Well, everything
except the chicken feet which seems to be a favorite dish. I had some trouble
with the chopsticks at first but I finally got used to them. All the dishes
were placed in the middle of the table. You just sort of help yourself
to which ever you want. After one dish was emptied it would be replaced
with another. If I had eaten American food the way I ate there I think
I would have gained quite a bit of weight. There were always waitresses
standing nearby ready to refill your tea cup or whatever you might need.
Awesome service! Fish is a popular choice for food. If you wanted fish
you would pick a live one of your choice from a large fish tank. This way
you were sure to get a fresh fish. Chinese don't like to eat fish if it
is already dead. It must be killed just before cooking. By the way the
head is the most favorite part of the fish. For drink you have tea or beer,
good luck trying to get coffee or soda or a fork for that matter.
For dinner
we ate at a place where you have a big boiling pot of spicy liquid in the
middle of the table. They brought out the uncooked food and you put
it in the pot and cook it yourself. Very very good! I think my favorite
part of China was the food.
This was
pretty much my first day in China. I spent about two months there.
I have taken a second trip there since I started writing this little article.
In my next article I have plenty to talk about. For example the Chinese
New Year, Dragons, An awesome cave show, cultural events, shopping, not
really Pizza Hut, my big dinner with the family ect. For now thanks for
your time and keep in mind I'm not a writer just someone who wants to share
an awesome experience.
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