Shijiazuang and Zhengding
Trip Start
Jul 15, 2005
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Trip End
Sep 09, 2005
The next morning I headed for Shijiazhuang, capital of Hebei (North of the River) province. I much prefer this city. The main reason for coming here was to visit nearby Zhengding, a town with an unusually large number of well-preserved pagodas and temples. This took more or less all of today. Tomorrow I'm headed for Beijing as procuring a ticket for Datong/Wutai Shan is too difficult. I intend to visit at least one of these via Beijing.
The Lonely Planet has been wrong on numerous occasions, but my favourite error/emission, I found on arrival here. I arrived from Taiyuan (as indeed the book suggests as a good possibility) and could not find the nearby hotel (there being no street signs didn't help). Eventually I hopped in a taxi and soon discovered that there are infact two train stations in Shijiazhuang, something LP neglected to mention.
I got a little to close to the seedier side of the city - unintentionally, of course - last night. My room phone went off and a woman asked if I wanted what I thought sounded like a "message". Presuming this to be from family / friends, I said yes. She repeated the question. I repeated the answer. Then she hung up; only then did it dawn on me what she was offering. (I should have realised earlier, having been offered the same services only the night before: only that was at the door, rather than on the phone.) Fortunately, the woman never appeared. Apparently this is common in hotels throughout China.
M.
The Lonely Planet has been wrong on numerous occasions, but my favourite error/emission, I found on arrival here. I arrived from Taiyuan (as indeed the book suggests as a good possibility) and could not find the nearby hotel (there being no street signs didn't help). Eventually I hopped in a taxi and soon discovered that there are infact two train stations in Shijiazhuang, something LP neglected to mention.
I got a little to close to the seedier side of the city - unintentionally, of course - last night. My room phone went off and a woman asked if I wanted what I thought sounded like a "message". Presuming this to be from family / friends, I said yes. She repeated the question. I repeated the answer. Then she hung up; only then did it dawn on me what she was offering. (I should have realised earlier, having been offered the same services only the night before: only that was at the door, rather than on the phone.) Fortunately, the woman never appeared. Apparently this is common in hotels throughout China.
M.



