Qufu Queli Hotel

So I haven't updated in a while because i just had a test! I'm so happy for it to be over with! So last weekend the whole program went on a trip to the Shangdong province, specifically to two cities, Tai'an and Qufu. We took a sleeper train there, and that was really cool! The beds were in compartments of 6, with three attached to each wall and stacked on top of each other! In Tai'an we got to climb ...

... br>I don&#8217;t understand why they are treating us this way!&#8217; <br>&#8216;What&#8217;s wrong with these people?&#8217;<br> <br>My answer was that they had all come from Ningxia Province to find work as the only other time I have ever heard her speak the same words (maybe a little harsher) was when we were travelling through Ningxia Province last year on the 2008 Beers N Noodles ...

... stay in a hotel like this but as I haven&#8217;t seen Luo Wei for over a month and as I have said above it was her birthday so I chose the Youth Hostel to begin our journey together for the next three weeks to one month. <br><br>Luo We arrived around one and by two she was impossible to wake. <br><br>I spent the rest of the day and the evening walking all over the old walled core of Qufu. As ...

... s without headphones, this time it was the cute little four year olds fault. She was with her grandmother and they were travelling from Xian to Jinan and were sharing bunk below me. As she slept most of the day she was awake most of the night and as hard as her grandmother tried, she could not stop her from singing. She never once cried or complained she simply sang from ten in the evening when the lights went out until ...

... spots to pay tribute to the heavens for the last 3000 years of so, and, if the number of people heading up it on a cloudy February morning is anything to go by, its popularity is certainly not waning . The climb itself is completed almost entirely by trudging up solidly constructed steps. Initially I thought this sounded like cheating, but when you find out that there are approximately 6660 of the said steps en route to the summit, it still takes some doing ...

Word of the day: _”é shen2mi4 -- mysterious. I had to look this one up, but I felt that it fit the day best, both the atmosphere of Confucious forest, and the journey to Nanjing QuFu, as I may have mentioned, is the birthplace of Confucius. It is also his final resting place. The Confucius Forest is actually a vast graveyard where all of Confucius's decendants are buried. According to the guidebook, a at least a quarter of the citizens of QuFu are decendants of ...

Qufu; the hometown of Confuscious was unfortunately not that great. Its a small town consumed by the tourist draw of the Confuscious temple, mansion and tomb. We frequently felt ripped off. A diamond in the rough however was the small chinese girl working at reception in our 2nd hostel (the first one stank really bad). She was so cute and helpful ...

Word of the day: qi2guai4 --strange, odd. That is the best word to describe this day, as you will see below. Someone asked me to put the tones in the word of the day, thus the numbers. I wanted to put in the characters, but this site can't deal with them, so I'm working on getting pictures of them or something. It won't let me use the tones that I am used to either, but the numbers work just as well. We woke up on the train ...

If it were not for the unfortunate fact that I was pretty much unable to walk after my first trip to Taishan (no, scrap that, I was crippled), I was going to go to Qufu during Golden Week. Sadly, I had a hard enough time negotiating flat surfaces, let alone the four flights of stairs it would have taken me to get to the ground floor (the first leg of the trip to the bus station). For this reason, I was stuck in my apartment for most of the rest of that week. Taishan is a bit ...

After a two-day pit stop at Suzhou to dump my luggage, I hopped onto another long distance bus and headed for Qufu, Confuscius' birth and deathplace, in Shandong province. Being the only foreigner on the bus, I was stared at, prodded and questioned in heavy accents for the next 12 hours before being dropped off on the side of the highway to (luckily, since my friends had to walk for an hour and a half to find transport) complete the lengthy journey. My taxi-driver told me he'd ...