Dancing with old ladies, sipping lemonade at antique coffee shop, climbing 2-mile length of stairs, then eating mango soufflé 

This morning at 6, my aunt and cousin came over to take mom, Sharon, and me to go hiking on a mountain a fair distance away if walking there. I wanted to get up earlier at around 5:30 am, before we had to go down to meet them, to catch the first rays of dawn on the roof of the apartment, which is a story above the 33rd floor. But since the sky was foggy, only a light pink glow was visible from my window so I decided to go again tomorrow morning instead.  In addition, I love the backdrop of the rooftop a lot.
On the way to the mountain/hill, people like local vendors and shop owners are just setting up their food and products for the day. Around this time is when we sometimes go out to get our fresh “baozi” and rice noodles. 

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We continued our way though, and eventually arrived at the foot of the mountain and began our hike. It was more like hiking on stairs because the whole trip up the mountain was by walking steep, stone steps (smooth steps in the beginning, but jagged and thick in height as we neared the top). Man, the last stretch of ascending stairs was the hardest due to the steepness and unevenness of the steps and people drastically slowed down to be safe. I wonder at my body because I really was not as tired as I looked because I looked like I took a shower again without drying myself. Usually when I exercise back in Seattle at the same intensity, even in the summer, I never had to wipe my face so much. I probably lack exercise and really need to get working again! 

The route there was actually nice because the bamboo forest on either side of the path covered most of the sunshine. Plus, we were surrounded by like-minded people who woke early just to get a head start into their day. Some of these people played energizing music on their portable mini speakers for all to hear and not give up the climb. 



 After about 2 miles and few thousand steps of ascending straight up, we go to the tippy top. 
The sun had just risen over the city and the view was amazing. But more amazing was the amount of energy people still had! Lots of guys were playing basketball and an intense game of badminton. Middle to old ages women danced to music. Little kids ran around playing on poles and other equipments in the park. 
Can’t wait to go again tomorrow hopefully! 

Yesterday was actually full of new experiences. In the afternoon, grandpa made “chiba” (fried glutinous rice cakes then dipped in soy bean powder and honey) with us in the frying pan. It was delicious and I am so glad I learned how to make it! I also learned that it is a staple during the Spring festival. 


 A few hours after that, when my sister and I went out exploring before dinner, we found a spacious exercise facility on the 5th floor of the movie theater that was connected to the next door massive hotel. We were so delighted and cannot wait to try it out. Before we went back for dinner, we walked around the 1st floor to see how much the variety of milk tea were (less than $3USD) and a small desert shop that sold fruit bowls and cakes (I craved mangoes but the fruits they had to offer such as mangoes, papaya, kiwi and melons were pricy). Oh, I cannot wait to eat these fruits again when I get back home… 

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That evening, my aunt met up with us for a walk after dinner. We walked over the pagoda-like bridge that I saw on the roof of our apartment. 

Eventually after walking along the river, we stopped at another square, where my aunt, sister, and I tried dancing with the old ladies. There was actually lots of 20-40 year-old people dancing too, this time around. It was sort of difficult at first because the moves were complicated, but after a while I got used to it so it became more fun. 
Going back another day, when my sister and I went to meet up with our cousins for an exploration of the another side of the city, we actually had a mini “photoshoot” at a community called “Huaguosan” (same name as the fictional residence of the Monkey King) and stopped by the local small Parisian coffee shop. Although the place is not very far, maybe 30 minutes of walking, the feel of the place is very different from where we are currently living. I absolutely loved the area because the houses, streets, and courtyards there were very old and antique, (probably 50 something years old) yet excellently maintained and exhibited a vintage feel. It was also very quiet as we did not see or hear a single peep from the locals. Time seemed to slow down a little.
 I am looking forward on going back there to shoot some pictures myself on the streets and little crannies. 


more pictures of this community soon
wifi password pieced with pebbles!
doors or walls
peoples dreams and hopes written on postcards
 The blazing sun was unbearable, so we went to “Huaguosan 2 hao kafei ting” (literally, “flower-fruit mountain second stop coffee house”). It was very cozy and unlike what I had imagined the coffee shops here to be like. Upstairs, where our room was, we ordered a tall glass of lemonade, melon juice, and coffee. (Lemonade was the cheapest option, though still pricey– ¥30, or, $5. 

While waiting, I realized the colored walls were actually made out painted old doors! There was even an old cassette-radio player (reminded me of my good old childhood) next to a (real!) accordion and a mini globe. Other antiques included an old metal blue fan, a small TV, old lamps, scarlet couches, a fire-hydrant-red telephone, some vintage pictures, a fish tank, and more. The ground was a pretty tri-colored yellow, orange, and red. In the background, “It’s a wonderful world” and other old, jazzy tunes. 

And looking out the window long enough, I found the wifi password ingrained in the ground, beside the name of the shop. 

I am definitely going to take a walk there sometime before we leave.

Tonight, my other aunt brought Sharon, brother, and me to a new cake shop by the river called –no other–the Cakeshop or, Viewsunzizi. So many people stopped by and the place was a buzz! Truly, the pastries–mmm, green bean-red bean-watermelon icecream, rose and plum infused water–heaven. They did not allow photography at the fresh, unpackaged area where people can use trays, so I managed to snap just a few pics of to give you a general feel of the place and of some of the dessert we got.


mango on top (?) of souffle and cocoa powdered chocolate mousse
look closely and youll see that they use real, fresh fruits for their desserts
rose-plum infused water. check out the bottom
packaged goods

Alright, time to sleep so that I can wake up early to catch the sunrise on the roof of our building! I got 2 more mosquito bites on my legs today and they are already swollen…why must this happen…

3 thoughts on “Dancing with old ladies, sipping lemonade at antique coffee shop, climbing 2-mile length of stairs, then eating mango soufflé 

  1. Fun to read your posts! My son moved to China and married a girl who came from Hunan– they lived in Shanghai 10 years, and just last year came back to California. So we’ve been to China many times– the last time hiked up a mountain in a bamboo forest! So I could just picture lots of things you are describing. thanks.


    1. I am so glad I can successfully describe my experiences as that is what my goal is! There’s just so much to discover and learn about here in an entirely different world. China, or at least the cities I’ve visited thus far this summer, differs from America in so many aspects but shares lots of similarities as well. I love both worlds so much and I will definitely miss China when I am back in Seattle. Hope your son and daughter-in-law love China just as much as I do.


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