I went over to Shaoxing last weekend to visit the home of the writer, Lu Xun. Well, I saw his empty rooms…but I suppose empty rooms are empty rooms anywhere. It was neat to see where he formed his initial conceptions of the world though. I had to just kind of make myself ignore the fact that everything was reconstructed. haha. This is China. But the town itself was for some good walking. It had one of those “old China” neiborhoods that have been protected against the high rise hoards of modernization. But, in effect, the town was madernized all the more so because it is now a tourist center. It did have some really nice back alleys though. Forgotten about places.
The above photos show me possing with a couple Chinese schoolgirls (everywhere you go in China people want to pose for pictures with you haha), climbing up Lu Xun to give him a hug- while the museum attendents yelled and yelled and screamed. I had to run away. The next photo was taken in an old time Chinese tavern. It was noonday and everybody in the place was drunk of of bowls of really good yellow wine. This tavern is actually genuninely old, and is therefore packed with people just wanting to drink up that wine (in the huge jugs on the sides of the chef and lined up in the background). The last two photos are from the streets and canals of the city’s old district.