Since we missed out on exploring outside of Beijing for the first public holiday (entirely due to our poor planning!) we made sure we were better organised and booked ourselves some train tickets to Henan for the second public holiday on May 1st.
So at 6.45am, with several thousand other sleepy Beijingers we boarded our “gao tie” (high speed train) at Beijing West Station for Xinxiang, Henan. The “gao tie” was clean, air conditioned and very comfortable – so completely different to what I remembered of my train experiences in China over five years ago! Travelling at about 300km/hr we made it to Xinxiang in less than 4 hours.

Guoliangcun and Nanping
Getting to our first stop (Guoliangcun) was no easy feat. Our “mian bao che” (literally, bread van), unable to proceed further due to the holiday traffic backlog, dropped us off at the entrance gates to the protected area. There, we walked about 5 kilometres uphill, with hundreds of other local tourists past the seemingly never ending stretch of exhaust burping cars to get to the main village.
Guoliangcun and Nanping are nestled high in the mountains north of Xinxiang. This place was catapulted to fame after they were used as the location for many Chinese films. We checked ourselves into a small family run guest house in Guoliangcun – picked for its relative cleanliness and price. Because of the public holiday, many of the hotels/guest houses took the opportunity to bump their prices from about 100RMB to 260RMB, talk about inflation! We spent two days hiking around the area taking in the magnificent valley views. However, it’s a shame that like most of the natural beauties in China, it is quickly discovered and commercialised. Amongst the trees, you could see evidence of people having been there – there were plastic bottles, bags and food wrappers everywhere.
Zhengzhou
At the end of the second day we made a dusty journey back from Guoliangcun to Xinxiang to take a “gao tie” to Zhengzhou. Zhengzhou, is a madly dense industrial city made up of about six million people. Exhausted and overwhelmed by the multitude of people, we used this place as an overnight stop to rest before making our way to Gongyi and Luoyang.
Gongyi
On our third day, we made our way from Zhengzhou to Gongyi - a “small” town West of Zhengzhou. I’ve come to compare everything in China relative to things only in China. The scale and size of things can sometimes be mindboggling – here “small” means a population of about 1 million in a town size of 1,000 square km (compared to Geelong with a population of 160,000 and town size of 1,240 square km), and when taxi drivers say a place is “not far” that could mean 45 minutes to 1 hour away!
As a city, Gongyi isn’t particularly attractive or interesting. We made a special trip there to see the Song Tombs where the 7 emperors of the Song dynasty were laid to rest. The tombs were scattered throughout the city and were not well maintained. The burial sites looked like the mounds of construction dirt that we’d seen everywhere in China, except this time we had to pay RMB 20 for the privilege.

Luoyang and the Longman Grottoes
On the last day of our trip we went to explore the fascinating Longman Grottoes in Luoyang. The site contained over 100,000 Buddhist sculptures beautifully carved into the side of the mountains. It was such a shame that most of the heads of the sculptures were destroyed during the Cultural Revolution.
The old town of Luoyang was not so “old”. The city used to be part of the Silk Road and apparently had been destroyed so many times that there were hardly any original buildings left. The good thing is that when the buildings were rebuilt they kept the same style of the ancient city.
After 2 months of being in Beijing, the divide between the “have” and “have-nots” still surprises me. We saw another example of this when making our way back from Beijing at the end of our trip. Neatly dressed, uniformed hostesses greeted us as we boarded our clean, spacious, air conditioned “gao tie” train to Beijing. Inside, the train hostesses wheeled their trolleys offering us a large variety of hot and cold food and drinks for purchase. Immediately, on the other side of the platform was another train also bound for Beijing. Except this train, was an old dimly lit common train, overcrowded with seated and standing passengers. All the windows were open to help ease the heat in the cabins and also to allow people to poke their bodies out to buy food from the platform vendors selling pot noodles, frankfurters and drinks. It was such a surreal moment sitting in our gao tie staring at all the passengers in the old train staring back at us. Our thoughts were “thank goodness we’re on this train” theirs were “Wow, it would be nice to be on that train”.
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