Wild Goose Pagoda
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Wild Goose Pagoda |
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bas relief stonework - body is jade |
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bas relief wood carving |
Since we had a latish (20:00)
flight to Zhangjiajie we decided to combine a little more sightseeing
in Xi'an with the ride to the airport. So we arranged for a taxi to
take us to the Wild Goose Pagoda (a well-known Xi'an landmark) before
driving us to the airport in time for our 8:00pm flight. The Wild
Goose Pagoda is a Buddhist Temple founded in the 8th Century. I was mostly impressed by the many bas relief carvings in
wood and stone, particularly jade.
After checking in at Xi'an
Airport we had some time before boarding and found a Burger King, so
we succumbed to the junk food urge before boarding our flight to
Zhangjiajie.
Wulingyuan
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our room in the Maosao Inn |
We
arrived in Zhangjiajie at 21:45 and were met at the airport by a
pre-arranged car and driver and drove to the Maosao Inn in Wulingyuan. The drive seemed endless (although it took only
about an hour) through rain-dark streets and a climbing winding
2-lane road up to the town of Wulingyuan just outside the Zhangjiajie
National Forest. The staff waiting in the empty lobby had limited
English so we felt a bit like strangers in a strange land. Our room,
however, was spacious and clean with a somewhat rough-hewn decor. The
hot bath was very relaxing and the amenities seemed to work
properly. The heater, though, was not able to get the room much above
19C.
We
had a mini crisis in the morning—a feeling of being unequal to a daunting task type panic attack--anxiety and
paranoia about being able to get anything done with limited resources
of language, knowledge of wilderness areas, etc., where to eat . . . Finally plucking up our courage (and empty stomachs) we decided to go for it and
emerged from the warm womb of our room. Fortunately, there was a new staff
guy at the desk who spoke enough English to communicate about where to get some breakfast, restaurants, market, bank, park
entrance, where to hail a taxi, etc., and got a photo copy of a simple
map of the town to get around.
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makeshift breakfast from bakery items |
Reassured
and armed with our new knowledge we put together a few things from
a bakery (breakfast place), had “breakfast” and walked a couple
kilometers to the park entrance. The scenery of the karst mountains
along the way suggested the kind of scenes we might see within the
National Forest. Our intention was to try and arrange a tour but
nobody at the ticket windows spoke English and we couldn't make
ourselves understood, but we bought a very good site map of the park
and a 3-day pass and decided that we would attempt some trips by
ourselves into the park using the shuttle buses available within the park free with the
entrance tickets.
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karst limestone mountain formation |

In the evening we decided to go out for dinner and explore the older part of Wulingyuan town. The
restaurant scene in downtown Wulingyuan was less than exciting and we
settled for a local noodle shop then strolled around the lively old
town. It was colorfully lit in the evening and vibrant with people
doing the things that people do in the evening: eating in restaurants,
strolling around the streets, chatting in groups, some doing group
dances similar to those we saw in Dali and Li Jiang in Yunnan last
year.





By
then we had familiarized ourselves with the hotel and oriented ourselves within the town of Wulingyuan and the mini crisis of the morning proved to be as evanescent as a soap bubble and we looked forward to our first trek in the
Zhangjiajie National Forest—or maybe it could be called the
"Hallelujah
Mountains"!
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