Stuck in the village

It was raining most of the morning and the boys mainly played under the tin roof outside. They are very inventive with the few objects outside. A teeter totter, restaurant table, all with a few sticks and stools. I played some badminton with Joshua too. They actually had fun, besides complaining about no paper to draw on. When we tried to take them out after nap to see the old swimming hole and village noone wanted to go except Joshua. He walked with me through the village, where people were alternately curious, scared and friendly. Soo many houses built close to each other or to the old ones, one with a tin roof covering the house and cement yard. A clinic that I'd be scared to go into and didn't look very open. A few small shops, where we finally bought some bubble sticks for a whopping 1 RMB. 

Tonight we ate under the tin roof, tons of food as always but half the village showed up to share. At one point there were half a dozen kids running and screaming. I finally got Isaac to get them to watch tv and quiet down. They are having fun with their cousin Jiaxin, which is good since last time he was an undisciplined bully. 

I have to get used to them counting age on the Chinese calendar. They say Jiaxin is eight when really he is six. I saw another tiny girl heading off to kindergarten and her dad said she was six. I started to ask if she was in school then realized she must be 4. 

Tomorrow we are off on the last train ride and finally, home!

Heritage comes in many forms

Today we visited Jack's official hometown, Houshan (后山). Possibly where he started his life. The family home is a run down shack, while the rest if the village has been built up. Besides the shack it's actually quite a nice place, paved and green and relatively quiet. Jack is proud of the two trees that greet visitors and that officially belong to him. 

There's been some discussion about What to do with the shack. We offered some starter money to tear it down and build but an uncle is living there and has ongoing disputes with Jacks dad. It's something that should have been done long ago and a normal Chinese father would have built. Of course we are far from a normal Chinese family. 

There was a lot of loud conversation and yelling during and after lunch, still not sure what about. I took the boys upstairs and alternately played Zombies vs plants and played Mr. Wolf and Mother May I. The house is half finished, much the same as five years ago. Having the frame

Is the most important thing for face. Insides are pretty bare and uninviting. 

I can't figure out why people live in crap conditions, cement walls, bathrooms with a shower in the corner that sprays everywhere, just junky, while buying fancy cars and piling up money for whatever else. But as jack says, different priorities. For them it may still feel nicer than the way they were living before. 

Kids are tolerating pretty well. Joshua thrives on routine so he's a little off kilter. No one seems to really understand why besides mama. 

Fuzhou factory tour

Today we visited the family factories, run mainly by cousin's husband, who has been ferrying us around in his car. Joshua wasn't too happy about being woken up from his much needed nap after the roosters woke us at 5:30.

The factory has grown and expanded since our last visit. Not very busy and not full but rooms full of displays for potential buyers. Jack tried to tell them to make a video of everything to give clients a virtual tour. I don't think they were thrilled about the idea.

Now we are about to eat dinner, which will be too much and they will not believe that I am really full.

Three days left... Tomorrow cousins husband will drive us to another aunts for a couple nights.

And the lesson of the day is...

No balloons on the subway. Maybe this should be common sense and I think some maintenance workers were trying to tell me. But once we bought tickets and went to security, well, there was major meltdown. Xiao Huihui had to be deflated.

And it was all because of bubbles that were because we took the long way out that was because we did a few extra rides. We should have been home before the whole gassy affair.

We arrived at zizhuyuan park and the first problem was no scooters or wave boards allowed inside. This time to prevent a meltdown I promised rides, so we headed straight there.

I'm beginning to see a theme. I make a lot of promises to prevent meltdowns. Advice anyone?

Haidian Park and Wanquan Cultural Park

Saturday I planned to take the boys to Haidian Park after I discovered the 384 bus goes there from near our house. Jack thought I was crazy not to take a taxi but I like a reasonable adventure. He suggested a smaller park across the street and that is where the bus deposited us. After Joshua barely survived a bump with a bike we made it into the playground.

This is a fun, real playground, unusual in china. After a while, we moved to a flat area where they rode scooter and wave board (did I mention we brought those too?) and when I got too cold and hungry we crossed the bridge and got back on the bus, which conveniently deposited us near McDonald's. And as I fixed Joshua's Velcro for the umpteenth time there was a shoe stall and I bought him a pair. So we had a fun day and all took a good nap and later watched a movie late and all slept in our room (Joshua badly) Saturdays are fun!

Rediscovering Beijing: Temple Fairs

Someone needs to explain to me the reason for and appeal of Temple Fairs. We decided to go to one since someone kindly gave us tickets to the one at Taoranting Park. It was easy enough to get to by subway. Then the first thing we saw on entering was the amusement park. So guess where we spent most of our time and money! But even when we coaxed the kids away all we saw was rows of food stalls, at least what we could see through the crowds. And don’t even get me started on the bathroom crowds!

There must be something we are missing. We just spent most of the time frustrating the kids because we refused to buy everything on offer. And eating some kebabs to the sounds of Gangnam Style on continuous loop. By then we were about frozen and headed out. What’s the deal?

Rediscovering Beijing: The Planetarium

Yesterday the kids were begging to go out and I was tired so I thought about where we could go that would be easy by subway. It was freezing and windy so it would also have to be indoors.

Finally settled on the planetarium just three subway stops down and across from the zoo. They'd been there when thu were three so it was almost new. We picked a film that was starting soon and ended up being in the dome. They learned about the constellations and I traveled back to my childhood when I loved visiting planetariums. They isn't even complain about not watching the 3d or 4d cartoons.

For this and entrance for me and two kids paid 115 rmb.

The museum itself didn't hold a lot of interest for my overactive 7 year olds, mainly pictures and and long explanations.

We had lunch at the museum canteen, got huge portions for 30 rmb each.