When we left the rice fields at Longji our guide drove us a long way over to the Eastern border of Guizhou province to a town called Xingan. The route was quite scenic but marred with frequent building work. Obsessive house building as we had seen elsewhere. Often left unfinished and with debris spread around the roads and pavements. There was also a lot of road building which is more purposeful bu t not pretty. New highways are being built and the construction of tunnels and massive viaducts could be seen in many places. This results in the existing roads being overloaded with trucks full of road building materials, which then clog up the small towns we were passing through while they try to negotiate past the inevitable house building messes in each town. The Chinese goverment want highways to reach more of the rural areas so that they can develop poorer areas and make more use of their labour and produce but it does tend to cause massive detours while it is going on. The roads also make it more viable for people to stay in their rural or small city locations instead of moving to the big cities. Fortunately our guide had good contacts in each area who could inform him which roads were not being dug up or congested, so we were never seriously delayed.
The reason for going to Xingan was that it is the beginning of the Ling canal. This was amazingly built in 214 BC to facilitate the movement of supplies for the troops into south China while
their first and most revered emperor was uniting China for the first time. This was the same emperor who started the first great wall. The picture here explains it in detail (if you enlarge it), but basically it joined two rivers, one flowing North and the other flowing South with some impressive and very innovative river diversion and management.
The rest of the city was quite modern and commercial. Although we had seen them elsewhere, there seeemed to be a great concentration of 3 wheeled transport in Xingan. Mostly motorbike based. The slick new red one in the picture is one of the many taxis. We used one of these after our snail meal - 3 of us! It looks like the old Reliant 3 wheelers such as I had myself as a student, but with only a motorbike engine, so in spite of there being no hills, it felt like it would not survive the journey to our hotel. It was really on ly a fibreglass covered version of the old ones you can see in the background. Three wheelers are also used for moving goods as well as the ubiquitous 'tractor' style ones where the entire engine is outside the vehicle and suspended above the single front wheel. Some of these are scaled up and used on much larger trucks, which are then piled with huge loads and look extremely unstable. However we only once saw one that had fallen over, so they seem to do the job.
The town had been very prosperous in the past but is now very run down with many once expensive houses now very neglected. The town is a very minor tourist attraction and gains negligable income from its former fame. The local policeman even asked our guide to show him our passports - not because he needed it, but because he had never seen a foreign passport before - on our behalf our guide declined, not least because the policeman seemed a bit drunk. The residents seemed to live in very poor conditions and in old dark houses, probably supported only by local subsistence farming.
Continuing on from the scholar village we were held up for an hour or so by an accident on a rural main road where a motorbike seemed to have rammed into the side door of a truck and sadly been killed outright. A large number of policemen spent a very long time measuring and photographing everything during which time only bikes could pass along the road. A vast queue of mostly trucks built up in the mean time, but everyone seemed very calm about it. The Chinese people dont seem to get upset about traffic problems. If something gets in your way or holds you up, you just wait for them to move. Hooting the horn is used a lot, but it only seems to mean 'watch out, here I am' rather than 'GET OUT OF MY WAY!' This was the only accident we saw in spite of the apparent wildness of the driving. People seem to expect the unexpected and are not in fact driving very fast most of the time.
We also stopped at a larger walled town which was much more on the tourist map. Pretty but all rather sanitised for the Chinese tourists to take their photos and buy not very relevant souvenirs. As you can see in the photo we were back in the area of the 'karsts' familiar from Yangshuo where we started. The contorted tree is an old 'Banyan' which grow parasitically on other trees until they completely replace them.
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