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My name is Ian and I come from the Central Coast of NSW, Australia. I came to Weifang, China, five years ago on a six month contract as an English teacher. Five years on, I am still here. 
I love photography and I love working with the young people as they try to master their new second language.

I have met the most wonderful person here who now shares my life.

Anji is from a small farming district of Weifang but don't let that fool you.
She is no Sod Buster. She is currently working in International Business as a Buyer in a large American Engineering company.


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Please come in and share, for a moment, our life in China.n Introduction
Anji and I Share our lives with two others. A lovely animal couple, Big Ben the dog and Meggsie the cat. Ben is so named because his legs were so big when he was a pup that he reminded Anji of the clock in London.
Meggsie's full name is Ginger Meggs, after the Australian cartoon character.
These two are great friends except when there might be some fresh cooked liver around. They even go walking together, much to the amusement of the locals who have obviously never seen a dog and a cat who are such good friends.


I have worked for Weifang No1 Middle School (High School), Weifang University and Weifang Medical University (Current)
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If you want a great life experience and would like to make a difference, come to China and help them with their English.

It is very different here so don't expect the life to be the same. But then, why would you want to come to a different country if it was the same as where you are now??? 

Of course, there are some things to be careful of. While most here are friendly and honest, I can't always say the same for some in business. Especially those in the English Education business. There are a lot of Shylocks who want to work you to death and pay you very little. Never let anyone talk you into
 "just a few photos for their files. You are likely to find that video cameras suddenly appear and the next thing you know, you are on local television promoting a certain weekend school.

I do it but I make sure that they know up front that I expect a large payment. If it is to be any form of promotion, I won't do it for less than 1,000 Yuan (RMB). Then they can use my mug anytime they want.

June 16, 2009


TUE
16
JUN

June 14

By Ian Munro
Brickbats and Bouquets. 
Having lived in China now for getting on to seven years, I am the first to admit that pollution is bad here. I have seen it, daily in fact.
People here don't seem to have neighbourhood pride and anything outside the house is ok for dumping rubbish.

Coal is still the major source of any energy from heating, cooking to heavy industry. The power stations can be seen belching out black smoke and there is often a smell of sulphur in the air if you are near any industry, large or small.

Small water-ways that once passed as rivers are choked with house hold rubbish from vegetable scraps to parts of cars.

BUT, I get annoyed when countries like Australia and America say they won't sign up to International Pollution Agreements until China, India and other developing countries clean up their act first. Well these countries are called "Developing" because their economies are just starting to grow and don't have the funds to do things in a clean manner just yet.

On the other side, developed countries and their Large Corporations are not worried about growing or developing new things but that cutting down on pollution will eat into their huge profits from which they pay executives exorbitant salaries that even the new President of the USA recognised as being obscene. What person really needs a salary of hundreds of millions of dollars per year and a severance pay just as large, even if they run the company into the ground?

Now let me come to China's defence. They are streets ahead (and my choice of words will become apparent)  of Australia when it comes to green solutions in everyday life. 
All new buildings in Weifang, where I live, all have solar water heaters on the roof. Many of the street warning signs now have solar panels to charge batteries that power the signs at night.

When I visited the nearby city of Zhu Cheng recently, I was surprised to see in one street that ALL the street lights where operated by solar panels.

The final thing that prompted me to write this particular, slightly cranky, blog was on a visit last Sunday (June 14) to the North Coast area of Chang Yi county of Weifang.
This is a flat coast plan with a very flat and shallow coastal strip where the tide goes out for miles and and then comes in in about 30 minutes to high tide. It is an industrial salt mining area and also a large aqua cultural farming area.

As we approached the coastal reserve area, away in the distance I could make out the shape of a few lager windmill-like towers. I realised what they were and, as we got closer, my thoughts were realised when a wind farm complex covering a huge area of coastline came into view from the distant haze.

I have seen many photographs of these but this was my first real life, in the face visit to one. Wow!! I was blown away (excuse the pun). 
They are absolutely amazing. These giant towers with machines that look like giant aeroplane engines or (I had just scene the new Star Trek movie the day before) something that you might see on another planet in a science fiction movie.

To see these monoliths stretching their arms out towards the ocean to take hold of any zephyr of breeze just impressed my mind so much that all I could think of was words like stunning, impressive and startling.

For some details, as my photos won't do justice to these magnificent pieces of engineering, the towers are 76 metres tall and are 4 metres diameter at the base, 2.85 metres diameter at the top. The span of each arm is 38 metres giving a total diameter of the propeller of 76 metres. The generating machine housing behind the blades, the bit that make the sparks fly, is about the size of of a 30 seat bus.They are not operational yet but they were moving in the gentle summer breeze that was blowing on that afternoon. My friends must have thought me crazy as I just stood and watched these magnificent creatures slowly, majestically turning, standing like some huge, fixed robot, just waiting for the day that  they come to life and start to speak to us.

As I looked into the distance, I realised that the giants of modern technology stretched to the East as far as the eye could see. I estimate that there was about three to a kilometre so I guess there must be around 50 or more of them.
 

Many years ago, Australia was at the forefront in developing solar energy, especially at the University Of Sydney and Professor Harry Messel. Lack of funding led to most of this research dying out or being sold off to countries like Egypt. It had my father pulling his hair out to see all this good work lost because of complacent governments

So next time someone talks about countries that are not doing their bit to fight against global warming, please tell them that it isn't China. I haven't seen any large scale wind farms in Australia yet although I admit I could be wrong. And, for a country that has more desert and is about the hottest continent on earth. I don't see too many solar arrays in the western plains or the Central Deserts using the sun that shines almost everyday with great intensity. 

And a brief comment on the season. It's wheat harvest time and everywhere there are pocket sized harvesters visiting villages to cut the wheat. Then the villagers spread the wheat along the roads to dry it. Makes it a bit hard to drive some times.
Here are just a few photos of the harvest and some other bits of interest.
 

           
                A plant that grows in the coastal reserve. The flower is like a wattle 
                                                                                                   but the plant looks like a species of pine.
An Oil Pump. The area also produces petroleum oil
                                                                                                                                  
                The flowers of the plant.

Cheers everyone!

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June 3, 2009


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June 3

By Ian Munro


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Cheers
Ian M
(My Blog:weifangwhales.sampasite.com)



June 1, 2009


MON
1
JUN

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By Ian Munro
Blog June 1, 2009.
Last weekend was a holiday weekend here and Anji and I had four days off.
It was Dragon Boat festival and there were Dragon Boat races around the country as you may have seen on Television.

We had a few things to do so we cleared everything so we would have Saturday and Sunday free.
Then we headed for the farm at Zhu Yang.

There has been a lot of road building in this area and we discovered a new provincial road that is 95% completed.
Here they start letting people use the road (or people do it any way) once it's sealed,even if some parts aren't finished.
So here we were last time, whizzing along a beautiful new highway, wondering why there wasn't much traffic and then we found the answer.
A bridge that hasn't been surfaced yet and the approaches are not finished. A very bumpy detour through a small village around the blockage and back on to the highway. Only a 5 minute detour and well worth it for the beautiful journey.

So this time we used it in both directions of our weekend trip.

The road we normally use runs East-West from Weifang and has been around for many years. Some parts of it are getting into bad repair, possibly because of the number of overloaded trucks and semis that rocket along it at frightening speeds, often on the wrong side of the road.
We then had to turn south along another feeder road which is a bit narrower and still with the crazy buses and trucks flying by. It goes through small towns and past a large sand mining area and is incredibly busy.

So this new road with its quiet traffic is a pleasant change. Another bonus is it is a more direct route so we save around 20 to 30 minutes. I can't tell the Kilometre difference because the speedo on the egg has stopped working.

Instead of noisy trucks and dusty roads through light industrial areas, we now travel through rolling hills and open farm lands. At the moment it is wheat season and the wheat is getting close to harvest. So the wheat is a mixture of green and gold as it ripens to the golden colour that will signal harvest. It was even more beautiful in the late afternoon when the sun had that rich yellow colour that highlighted the golden glow and accentuated the contrasting deep green. To gaze over this beautiful painting of nature that spread into to the seeable distance, it made for a very relaxing drive home after the weekend.

And the weekend itself was just as relaxing. Away from all the industrial noise and the madness of the city traffic, the only sounds are the birds and the occasional dog barking. At night the stars are ablaze on the black sky. There are so many bright lights in Weifang that it is hard to make out all but the brightest stars. And the perpetual haze in the city sky makes it worse. It seems, in the rural areas, away from the concrete monoliths and the wide bitumen roads of the city, the breeze has a chance to reach you and bring a cool refresh to the end of the day.

My big effort was to demolish an old chicken house to increase Ma In-law's house-hold garden area. After the wheat harvest she will be full time on the farm again. Wheat season is the rest time because it does it all by itself after ploughing and planting. Anji got her regular dose of therapy by weeding the garden and moving piles of dirt around. Lets the farmer's daughter come out before she has to get back to the business world.

So we got a chance to catch up with family for a few hours. Only a couple of cousins because Anji has so many that you would need a whole week visiting one family in the morning and another in the afternoon to visit them all. She has more cousins than Toula from the  B F Greek Wedding. 

So that's it. No photos because I didn't take any and I usually wait so long to up load the photos, I never get the blog updated. If I write more short comments, maybe I'll get more done more often.

Happy Tian An Men to everybody.


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April 8, 2009


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8
APR

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By Ian Munro
April 8 2009

Driving in Weifang.

I state with good authority from others and also my own experience that Chinese drivers are the worst in the world. A colleague who worked with me at University, grew up and lived a large part of her life “South of The Border” in America. Coming from Panama and around Mexico, she told me she always thought Mexicans were the worst until she came to Weifang. She said they were Angels compared to Chinese drivers.

 

The traffic in China is, at the best chaotic. The drivers have never learnt any “code of the road” as drivers in other countries do. I read a quote from another observer of Chinese drivers which I feel sums them up nicely. 

In most countries of the world, drivers maintain eye contact with other road users. This allows everyone to have some idea of what the other is going to do. Come up to an intersection where someone is trying to turn across the line of on-coming traffic. An opposing driver will check his rear-view mirror, slow down and, with a nod or a flash of the lights, indicate that it's OK to go. Everybody gets a turn and no one gets stopped. Not here. Drivers will cross the road to get in front of an turning driver to prevent him from moving. The result is that eventually, the crossing driver is stopped on both sides of the road and cars coming from both directions end up blocking each other and causing massive delays. Very few cars here don't have some scratches and scars on them.

 

To fix the problem, at least on the main roads, the government of Weifang have put decorative fences down the middle of the roads to separate the two directions of traffic. Without these fences, the traffic would go from 2 x 3 lanes of traffic to 6 lanes of bi-directional traffic, with lots of horn tooting and swerving from one side of the road to the other. Believe me, that’s what used to happen before the fences, buses included.

 

Another example would be a narrow road with cars packed on both sides leaving only enough space for one car to pass through. In a country like Australia, the closest car will enter the space and the opposing vehicle will move in behind a parked car to provide free passage and then take its turn. Not here. “One space?” “It’s mine!” And so both cars will accelerate into the space, resulting in neither of them going anywhere. And then motor bikes will push through any space that’s left, preventing both drivers from backing up to fix the situation.

 

The most terrifying of all id the attitude that I am more important than you so get out of my way. Driving down the road and have someone cross onto your side to get around a slow moving vehicle is common place. Never mind that you might have to drive up onto the foot path to get out of the way. If you don’t you get horns blown at you and lights flashed as if you were on the wrong side.

 

Someone said to me that they all seem to manage and don’t have accidents. Oh yes they do! 

When one becomes a driver himself in the middle of this chaos, you see them all the time. Cars trying to force their way into another lane in a space for a flea, and clunk! A bus turning a corner and a car tries to pass on the inside. Crunch!

 

But pedestrians are safe. Wrong! Pedestrians beware! They are simple an annoyance that slow drivers down. Stepping on to a pedestrian crossing and expecting the traffic to stop is a good way to commit suicide, if that is your intention. The driver blows the horn loudly and doesn't even attempt to slow. It’s up to you to avoid your destruction. When I was telling a friend and local government official that I was going to buy a car, he told to be careful because the lines painted on the roads are only for decoration. Traffic lights add colour and character to an intersection and little more. Red lights, it would seem, come in different colours of red, depending on who you are. Many will simply slow down and move slowly through an intersection blowing their horn.

 

Apparently the blowing of the horn is the Chinese version of having right-of-way. The most important part of a car here is the horn. With out it, you car is unroadworthy. Brakes or tyres are not important. Tyres can be as bald as a Buddhist Monk, clutches and diffs can clunk and whine. No problem. I saw one motor bike with the front disc brake caliper swinging in the breeze. You don’t need brakes because you are not going to stop. Just beep your horn. I am sure it is the first thing to wear out on a car here and it must be the highest selling spare part.

 

The accessory most unused and possibly irrelevant, is the rear vision mirror. No one ever uses a rear vision mirror here. Why fit them to cars at all? Save the space and fit extra horns.

 

I have mused as to why this is the case and the conclusion I have come to, and others have agreed with me when I have posed it to them, is the length of time that cars have been part of the way of life in China. I am now in my sixties and, although we never had a car until I was twelve, there have been cars around ever since I can remember and everybody knew somebody who had a car.

Many families in our street and many relatives, had cars. So, from very young, I have been in cars, taxis and buses at some time. The logical procedure of driving on the road was instilled from generation to generation.

 

And you didn’t just buy a car and start driving. You had to go to an authority such as the local police or, later, the local roads and traffic authority, where a properly trained inspector took you out on the road to test your driving ability in traffic. Learning to drive could take from a minimum of six months to a year, depending on when you first got your learner’s permit. In Australia, we have graduated or provisional licences. Your first licence is a RED P. Restricted speed (80 kph) and "one strike and your out" policy as to breaking the road rules. The next year is the Green P. A little faster (100 kph) and a bit more freedom.

Not until your third year of driving do you get your full BLACK licence.

 

Here, there are driving schools, but the driving instruction is rather limited and the licence test is a road rules quiz on a computer. A pass is 80%. I got 71% and I can’t read Chinese.

 

So forget the twisting and turning of the latest Roller Coaster at a theme park. If you want a real adrenaline rush, white knuckle ride, come to Weifang and take a ride around town, preferably in a taxi.

 

Until the next time, Cheers!


Only one photo this time. My mode of transport for when I can't use a bus. The Silver Egg (or Ji Dan in Chinese). I GO20.

 


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Cheers
Ian M
(My Blog:weifangwhales.sampasite.com)
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March 29, 2009


SUN
29
MAR

Second try photos

By Ian Munro

Markets

An essential part of life in China is still the street market. Many people still buy only enough food for one or two days and the markets allow this because they are only 5 minutes walk from your house. This is one of the things I am really going to miss when I leave China

 

In the more rural areas, there is a farmers’ market once every 5 days based on the lunar calender. Each local district will have it on a different day so that all have a chance go to each market if they wish.

 

The other type is the regular street markets in the towns and cities. Some are during the daylight hours and some will start in the early evening and go to about 10pm. Some venders will simply lay a blanket on the ground if they only have a little to sell. Others can have quite elaborate stalls which are permanent fixtures. Some will just sell off the back of a truck.

 Qing Dao Market.

So why buy from the market? One reason, as I have already said, is convenience. One is tradition. It’s been done that way for centuries. Why change now? The other is price. There is no middle man, often no shop rent and no wages. So the price is very low. Imagine buying a kilo of ripe peaches for 50 cents? You can. I have. You can buy bulk or very little. Most is not prepacked so you simply get a plastic bag and help yourself to whatever you want and the vender will weigh it and give the price.

Many now use electronic digital scales but some still use the traditional stick with the sliding weight.

 

You could buy one carrot if you wanted but why would you when six will only cost you 2 yuan.

A hand of sweet bananas may be 5 yuan.

 

The price of most goods in China is still quoted per Jin. A jin is an old Chinese weight equivalent to around 500 grams.

 

Now, what can you buy in the markets? Whatever you can think of. Fruit and vegetables, bits and pieces for the house, toys for the kids and even meat, tho’ I don’t buy street meat because it just hangs in the air. Not so bad in the winter when the day time temperature rarely gets above 5 degrees but in the summer it’s a different story. Meat and 30 plus degrees Centigarde is not my idea of the perfect scenario. The shop keepers get good exercise shooing the flies away.

 

Another thing you can get from markets is what one would have to call fast food,traditional Chinese style. In the street directly outside the gate of our apartment complex is a mixture of small food outlets that all specialise in only type of food. It might be noodles, charcol barbeque, Huo Shao, Bao Zi (See the end of the text for an explaination) and something that resemble a Kebab but you choose what goes in it. You choose the mixture of vegetables and other odd things and they are cooked and wrapped in a tortia style bread. Sometimes it’s just not worth the effort to cook. And even if you do want to cook, which I love to do, and you realise you forgot the onions, well just down the street and around the corner, there are the vegetables. I bet you can’t come home with just the onions!!

 

The rest of this posting is a collection of photos of the different types and parts of markets you will find.

First some explanations of the foods I have mentioned.

Huo Shao. Weifang Meat Pies

Bao Zi.   We in the west might call these Dim Sims. A small pastry bag containing meat or vegetables, steamed cooked on a hot plate.


 Bananas & Cherry Tomatoes

 

 Onions, Garlic and a few others.

 Spices.

  Greens anyone?

 

 Shoes and Shellfish

 Strawberry fields forever.

 A wide selection. 

Wild Thing, I think I love you! 
                                                                                    Wild vegetable. We would call it a weed. Eaten raw with a sauce, it’s very nice.

  Cabbages falling off the back of a truck.

 The bakery

 Carving Pineapples.

  Bits & Pieces for the house.

 Cabbages & Mushrooms.


Poutry Shops

 Chicken and Things.

 Ducks cooking.

  

Something from the sea?

 Fresh Fish
 Oysters By the truck load.

  Cockles & Mussels Alive, Alive O!

 

              Sea Weed.

  The butcher shop.

 

 

Need your shoes repaired? Or anything else? Husband & wife team.

 

 You can even get your hair cut.

 


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Cheers
Ian M
(My Blog:weifangwhales.sampasite.com)



March 25, 2009


WED
25
MAR

Blog post

By Ian Munro

Markets

An essential part of life in China is still the street market. Many people still buy only enough food for one or two days and the markets allow this because they are only 5 minutes walk from your house. This is one of the things I am really going to miss when I leave China

 

In the more rural areas, there is a farmers’ market once every 5 days based on the lunar calender. Each local district will have it on a different day so that all have a chance go to each market if they wish.

 

The other type is the regular street markets in the towns and cities. Some are during the daylight hours and some will start in the early evening and go to about 10pm. Some venders will simply lay a blanket on the ground if they only have a little to sell. Others can have quite elaborate stalls which are permanent fixtures. Some will just sell off the back of a truck.

Qing Dao Market.

So why buy from the market? One reason, as I have already said, is convenience. One is tradition. It’s been done that way for centuries. Why change now? The other is price. There is no middle man, often no shop rent and no wages. So the price is very low. Imagine buying a kilo of ripe peaches for 50 cents? You can. I have. You can buy bulk or very little. Most is not prepacked so you simply get a plastic bag and help yourself to whatever you want and the vender will weigh it and give the price.

Many now use electronic digital scales but some still use the traditional stick with the sliding weight.

 

You could buy one carrot if you wanted but why would you when six will only cost you 2 yuan.

A hand of sweet bananas may be 5 yuan.

 

The price of most goods in China is still quoted per Jin. A jin is an old Chinese weight equivalent to around 500 grams.

 

Now, what can you buy in the markets? Whatever you can think of. Fruit and vegetables, bits and pieces for the house, toys for the kids and even meat, tho’ I don’t buy street meat because it just hangs in the air. Not so bad in the winter when the day time temperature rarely gets above 5 degrees but in the summer it’s a different story. Meat and 30 plus degrees Centigarde is not my idea of the perfect scenario. The shop keepers get good exercise shooing the flies away.

 

Another thing you can get from markets is what one would have to call fast food,traditional Chinese style. In the street directly outside the gate of our apartment complex is a mixture of small food outlets that all specialise in only type of food. It might be noodles, charcol barbeque, Huo Shao, Bao Zi (See the end of the text for an explaination) and something that resemble a Kebab but you choose what goes in it. You choose the mixture of vegetables and other odd things and they are cooked and wrapped in a tortia style bread. Sometimes it’s just not worth the effort to cook. And even if you do want to cook, which I love to do, and you realise you forgot the onions, well just down the street and around the corner, there are the vegetables. I bet you can’t come home with just the onions!!

 

The rest of this posting is a collection of photos of the different types and parts of markets you will find.

First some explanations of the foods I have mentioned.

Huo Shao. Weifang Meat Pies

Bao Zi.   We in the west might call these Dim Sims. A small pastry bag containing meat or vegetables, steamed cooked on a hot plate.

Onions, Garlic and a few others.

 Spices.

Greens anyone?

Shoes and Shellfish

Strawberry fields forever.

A wide selection.


 

Wild vegetable. We would call it a weed. Eaten raw with a sauce, it’s very nice.

 

Cabbages falling off the back of a truck.

The bakery

 Carving Pineapples.

Bits & Pieces.

 

Cabbages & Mushrooms

 

 

Poutry Shops.

Chicken and Things.

Ducks cooking.

 

 

Something from the sea?

 Fresh Fish

 Oysters By the truck load.

 Cockles & Mussels Alive O!

 Sea Weed.

 

The butcher shop.

 

 

 

Need your shoes repaired? Or anything else? Husband & wife team.

 

You can even get your hair cut.

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January 20, 2009


TUE
20
JAN

Old Things

By Ian Munro

Tracing some history.

 It is holiday time and I finally have some time to get to my blog.

Last weekend I did something I have been hoping to do for a long time. I went to the remnants of the old Weifang City wall. There are only two small pieces of the wall remaining. These are in the west of the city so they are the Han Ting section, not the Kui Wen or main city area wall.

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East portion

 

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West Portion

 

In the main CBD, there are two old gates but it is not clear to me if they are part of the original wall or built in the recent past. From what I have seen in diagrams, the original gates were within the stone walls and not stand alone wooden structures. But they are very old in themselves. I believe they were built after the removal of the old wall. I am waiting to confirm this information.

The City Gate and Bai Lang He as it existed in 2003

 

According to what I do know from a visit to a local museum is that the city was divided into two sections that are naturally separated by the main river, the Bai Lang He (pronounced HERR which is Chinese for river. Bai Lang means white waves). This is still the case only the river is now artificial, having been dried up by the construction of a large dam to the south of the city. The portion of the river that exists is currently being upgraded, as is much of Weifang, to make it an environmentally friendly area for people to spend some recreation time.

Three photos of a model of the old walled city.

 

I had seen one part of the old wall from a bus some time ago and only realised that there were two parts when we recently moved to the area nearby.

The remaining piece is an East-West wall and is cut in half by Xiang Yang Lu, a North-South street.

 

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The northern face of the Eastern portion.

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A protective sheet on the street face of the western portion.

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Top skin

20090117_Old City Wall Outer skinE

Outer skin. An old form of concrete. Crude but effective.

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Looking east.

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Skin and stuffing.

On top of the world on top of the old wall.

 

The purpose of the walls was not protection from human invaders but from the river. Apparently, the river used to flood regularly, inundating the town and the peoples’ houses. So the governor at the time decreed the building of the walls to keep the water out. His name was Zheng Ban Qiao and he wasn’t from Weifang but he had deep feelings for the area and the people and there are still some statues of him in his memory.

 

Zheng Ban Qiao. The Governor

 

There is an old residence in the west of Weifang not far from the Bai Lang River, a very large walled complex that belonged to a well-to-do family in old Weifang. The Governor, Zheng Ban Qiao, used the residence as his offices. This is now a museum. It is where I learned about the walls and took the photos some years ago. It is being preserved while everything around it has been torn down.

Some photos from insdie the old Governor's residence.

 

Behind it is a temple, apparently the oldest temple in the Weifang area. Now unused and in bad condition, it is being restored along with the residence.

The old temple. I didn't know it existed until they pulled down the buildings around it.

 

There are two other small rivers that used to flow through Weifang, Zhang Mian He and Yu He.

When I first came to Weifang, Yu He was a putrid black cess pool of rotten water. Now it is a lateral park that stretches from the centre of Weifang to the Peoples’ Square Park in the east. All the storm water is now underground in large pipes and a beautiful artificial river with walking trails the full length of it on either side.

Zhang Mian He

The Yu He Park in winter 2008.

 

This entry is a bit rushed and is not fully completed. I wanted to post it today because tomorrow, Wednesday Anji and I will be on our way to Australia for two weeks holiday. I may add some more when I return.




November 22, 2008


SAT
22
NOV
2008

Food and Fashion

By Ian Munro

 Local food.

 Welcome back to our blog.

I don’t get a lot of free time at the moment because I have a busy teaching schedule.

This month, I thought I would write something about the local food that I enjoy here in Weifang.

 

Di Gua

The first one is sweet potato, Di Gua. Known to the kiwis as kumara, the humble sweet potato is a winter food here. The sweet potato starts to appear in the streets during autumn, having been harvested (dug up) towards the end of summer in September/October.

The local ones are the yellow variety, are very soft, moist and very sweet, as anyone who has tasted them will agree.


 

The truly unique thing is the way you buy them here. Local farmers bring them into town on their three wheel bikes which have a special charcoal oven mounted on the back. There are a couple of variations but mainly it is basically the old 44 gallon drum with a fire in the base and a series of rotating wire shelves mounted above. The potatoes are placed on the shelves and slowly baked in the oven. You can smell them cooking about ten metres away.

Some photos of venders.

 

Another variety of the oven is a square box with a series of round sliding draws in the front which hold one or two potatoes.

 

The experienced chef knows by feel when they are ready and either puts them into a polyurethane box or on top of the oven under a heavy blanket to keep warm. As I said before, they are very soft, very moist and very sweet. As they are baked, they hold all of their nutrition and the skin becomes lightly crisp and nutty. On the cold winter days, you will see people everywhere munching on these tasty, warming and filling delights. It is actually sad when winter ends and the supplies run out.

Oh Yum!  Anji often buys one for breakfast on her way to the bus stop in the morning. I’m a rolled oat porridge man and she doesn’t like to cook just for herself at breakfast.

 

Huo shao.

Often described as Weifang Hamburgers, it is more accurately described by Australians as a Weifang Meat Pie. A small, round pastry filled with meat or various vegetables.

 

Again, the way it is cooked makes the difference in the taste.

The traditional way and, I believe still the best, is again a small coal fired oven. Any real fire source such as wood, charcoal or even gas would probably work as well. The electric ovens don't give the same texture or taste. They are too efficient and consistent in heat.

 

The traditional procedure is to make a dough of ordinary flour, very moist with oil and prepare the different ingredients. The prepared Hua Shao is placed on the top hot plate to be seared on the outside.

 

Once seared, the Huo shao is placed inside and moved around from the back to front as it is cooked.

I mentioned the difference between the solid fuel and the electric ovens. The traditional ones have a crisp outer crust and very moist contents. The electric ovens, being more even in heat, tend to make the pastry a little cakey and the contents can be dry. The whole atmosphere is also different.

 

This is a common breakfast food and you will often see a dozen or more people sitting on little folding stools, munching these hot delights before they head off to work.

 

Dou Fu Nao

Along with the Huo Shao, the other common breakfast food is Dou Fu Nao, a type of soup with fresh Tofu (Dou Fu) as the main ingredient served in a soup bowl and a spicy soup poured over it and some finely chopped vegetables such as coriander sprinkled over the top. It is eaten with a spoon and the best ones are home made. You sometimes can be unlucky because it can sell out quickly. It is something to be eaten fresh because it loses its flavour and the vegetables their freshness if reheated.

You will usually find someone selling Dou Fu Nao sharing the same location with a Huo Shao shop and both venders work in partnership because most people like to have Huo Shao and Dou Fu Nao together. Making Huo Shao is a continuous job because they sell so fast so the Dou Fu Nao lady will look after the tables and plates. The Dou Fu Nao is prepared the night before.

Two Huo Shao and a bowl of Dou Fu Nao will keep you going until lunch.

 

You Tiao

Another breakfast favourite, equally as popular as Huo Shao, is You Tiao and Soya bean milk. You Tiao is commonly called Chinese doughnuts by foreigners because of the way it is cooked.

A flour dough mixture is dropped into hot oil. The dough expands and rises to the top like a doughnut and is turned to ensure it is cooked on all sides. The difference is the shape. While a doughnut is round with a hole in the middle, you Tiao are long and straight and about the size of a hotdog bun or a bit longer. The are a golden brown, and when cooked in clean hot oil, they are delightfully light and crisp.

Like Huo Shao and Dou Fu Fao, You Tiao are best when eaten with some fresh Soya bean milk.

You could call it bean juice but it looks like yellow milk as the commercial Soya milk does in the west. In fact, it is exactly the same thing but it is produced freshly from the raw Soya beans and is usually drunk hot. Because there is nothing else added, it can sometimes be a little bitter to the western pallet so I like to add a little sugar. In the street, it is served in a plastic bag with a straw and you will see many bags swinging from bike handle bars of people on their way to work.

 

There is a famous chain of restaurants in Weifang with a little fat boy with a Koolie Hat as their brand mark. This was where I had my first breakfast in Weifang six years ago. Early in the morning after having just got off a train at 5.30 am on a winters morning in February, I was taken to one of these restaurants and served a hot milky substance that I found delightful. It was bean juice.

 

In fact, Anji and I had breakfast in one of these restaurants last Sunday morning. Hot, sweet  bean juice and freshly cooked You Tiao. A set order in the restaurant is two per person but in the street, you buy them by weight. A couple of yuan will buy you a bag full of around ten.

 

As the day goes on and lunch approaches, perhaps you are starting to forget breakfast and feel hungry again. The lunch and dinner choices would be classified the same but I am going to separate them by saying that I usually only certain foods at lunch and eat others for dinner. So I will give them to you as if you were with me and Anji for lunch and then dinner.

 

Huo Le

One of my favourite lunch time foods (and often at dinner too) is noodles. “What?” I hear you say? “The common old noodles?” Ah yes! But hardly common. As in Japan, noodles come in many shapes and sizes here. There is the common, everyday noodle, about the size of spaghetti. Then there is the very thin noodle known as Lamen (Ramen) in Japan. And then there is my favourite, the local, thick noodle or Huo Le (Huo Luo in Weifang dialect), known as Udon in Japan. There are a few traditional noodle restaurants around Weifang. So traditional is this that there is a statue in one of the parks depicting a boy making the noodles by sitting on the seat of the noodle press. I have seen this done in the restaurant near my home where they still make it the traditional way. The noodles are made fresh as required and not bought or stored.

 

Imagine a large cooking pot at least one metre in diameter and, above this pot is another container with many holes in the bottom like a giant strainer. This second one is the dough pot. Above this container is a large arm perhaps mounted on the wall and reaching over the top of the container, ending with a seat that can come down the outside of the cooking pot. In the middle is a large press the same diameter as the dough pot.

A large ball of the fresh noodle dough is placed into the dough pot and the press placed on top of it. The cook then climbs into the chair and their weight squeezes the dough through the holes and into the cooking pot. Viola! Fresh, thick noodles.

This is served in a soup bowl with sliced meat balls, Sweet pickled garlic and some other chopped vegetables.



Outside the Huo Le Restaurant.

A warning here. If you feel hungry, don’t order the large bowl. It is the size of a small hand basin. I love these noodles but I couldn’t finish the large bowl. Order a medium (zhong). My son can eat pretty well. But when he was visiting Weifang, we had these noodles for lunch. He finished his medium, just. But his wife gave up. Servings in the smaller restaurants don’t reflect the shop’s size. Servings are VERY generous.

 

And now for dinner. Of course there is the usual collection of typical Chinese food with a list too long to mention and not unlike the Chinese food you get where you live.

But I would like to mention two that I have never seen out side of China and a third, which is a variation on something that you may be familiar with.

 

The first is possibly my favourite food, especially in winter, Chao tian guo. The closest thing I can think of would be a Kebab but with a local feel to it, especially the way it is served. The whole experience is based on a tradition and has two major parts. The first is the soup which is free and as much as you can eat (or drink, which ever way you look at soup).

 

The traditional restaurant is built around a huge soup pot which is situated in a corner near an outside wall. This is to allow the chimney to get to the outside more easily. The soup pot is, again, usually coal or gas fired and is kept simmering all day. It is about half a 44 gallon drum length ways in size and in it all the different meats and animal bits are cooked slowly. You can sit around this simmering stove, if you are by yourself, or at a normal table.

You order your desired meat, vegetable or egg, which is wrapped in a thin wheat flour wrapper exactly like a kebab wrapper or Indian Rotty bread. You can have pork (Zhu rou), beef (niu rou), Donkey (Yes Donkey. Liu Rou) and meat ball. 

 

The other local favourites would be Hot Pot and Barbeque. Hot Pot is where you each have a small pot on its own little stove and the sauce is kept simmering by a burning gell in the base. Into this you throw varying types of meat and vegetables, cook them for a few minutes and eat them. At the end of the night, I like to let the sauce simmer down and then drink it.

 

Barbeque here is different to an Ozzie Barbeque. You can enjoy it all year round but it is more popular in summer because you can sit outside on little tables set up on the wide footpaths. The food is cooked over glowing charcoals and it gets a slightly smoky flavour. As the food is cooked, the Chef will sprinkle on spices such as cumin and chilly.

All the foods are cooked and served on long stainless steel skewers in the manner that we would call ----- and are dropped onto a tray at your table. You can have beef, lamb, fish, pork, chicken wings and even sparrow if you are inclined. You can also have toasted, salty and spicy bread and roasted garlic cloves. Most of the bigger restaurants also serve keg beer in large glasses  and it is very tasty and refreshingly cool.

 

The cookers are long, square containers of steel on a stand and the coals are kept burning. The smoke wafts across the diners giving a lovely aroma and great atmosphere. It’s a very noisy and busy place with many diners sitting, chatting, drinking and eating for hours.

At the end of the night, your table is littered with empty skewers, bones and maybe the skins of steamed Soya beans which have a nutty flavour and go wonderfully with beer (Edomami in Japan).

 

Grandkids.

I have two Grandsons and another (as yet unknown) due in March.

I teach Kindergarten once a week which I may have mentioned before. The youngest of these kids in about two and a half and the oldest perhaps six. Yes, that's correct. I am teaching them English.

It occurred to me the other day that most of these kids call me Grandfather and therefore I guessthat, in some way, I was around a thousand Grandkids here in China. Here are some of them.

The two little girls in the middle in red pants are twins.

There are a lot of sets of twins here in Weifang.

 

Fashions.

A last topic I would like to comment on is ladies fashions. Back in the 1960s and 70s, the young women of China were expected to wear the PROGRESS SUIT, the one we in the west call the Mao suit with the four pockets on the jacket. They were expected to grow their hair and two have it in two pigtails. Hair cut or styled would be considered showy and counter revolutionary.

 

Things have changed. The young women of today have their hair styled and coloured in as many styles as western women do. And the fashions styles, although maybe a little different from the west are just as varied and attractive.

 

The autumn style this year was very nice knee length shorts worn over black stockings. And often short skirts or T-SKIRTS worn over tights. As the weather got colder, the stockings have been replaced with heavy weight tights and boots.

So the days of bland looking styles are long gone and the young women all look very attractive in very modern styles of clothing.

Our friend Miao Miao showing the latest fashion and sharing a moment with Ben .

 

Young Lady waiting for a bus and looking pretty. 

 

That’s all for the time being. I hope to have another blog written before the end of the year if I can find time from my busy schedule.

 

Cheers from Ian and Anji.

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September 15, 2008


MON
15
SEP
2008

Mid Autumn Festival September 2008

By Ian Munro

   Anecdote September 30. I have now added the photos I wanted for this section. I hope you enjoy them. And I have added a new album at the top right of the blog where you can view more photos.

 

   Mid Autumn Festival is the second most important family holiday in China after Spring Festival (or Cinese New year). Everyone will try to return home for a family reunion.    

  We were no different as Anji had three days and I had five (although I thought it was four due to the different meanings of the word UNTIL).  

  So, on Saturday, we set off with dog in the egg car to Zhu Yang and some rural living.  

  At the moment it is peanut season (hua sheng). This is a BIG peanut production area and Unilever has a large plant in Weifang producing SKIPPY Peanut butter, the health food of the world. “If everyone in the world had their own weekly bottle of peanut butter, there would be peace.”  

So I took my turn at harvesting peanuts. The plants had actually been pulled up and laid on the ground to dry. So our job was removing the pods from the bushes.

  For those who don’t know, peanuts are not really a nut because nuts grow on trees. Peanuts are tuber roots that grow under the ground like potatoes so it’s fairly dirty work. It has been wet here lately so the ground is very muddy and it sticks to the peanuts.

  These are only small share farm plots belonging to a family and are part of the greater village. Each one would be about the size of the average house block in Australia and America. Not big enough to use mechanical harvesters. So the job is to pick up a bunch of plants and bash them against the side of a basket and hope the peanuts fall off. Some do it onto a large sheet which I think is the best way because you don’t have to pick up the stragglers off the ground. It will take about four or five full days to harvest them all. It’s a hard life for these people who don’t earn much for their effort.

  After everything has been calculated, the left over will be about 2,000 Yuan. If you consider the time from planting in May to harvest, that’s about $300 for four months work. Makes your current job look good doesn’t it.

 

 1 in 100 Floods.

One thing I have been concerned about in this part of Shandong Province is the local’s habit of filling in natural water courses. It is a very low, flat area only about 3 metres above sea level. Anji’s village has a slight down slope from the west to the east where all the farm lets are. There is a hill at the western end that causes the water to flow towards the farms. Anji told me a river used to flow through the village when she was little and she used to swim in it. You can still follow the natural water course by following the ponds of water that remain to be used as irrigating water (see the included photos). The remaining parts have been land filled and have houses built on them. My concern has always been that nature has a way of reminding us why water ways are where they are. Remember Brisbane in Australia many years ago and parts of the Central Coast of New South Wales when councils considered marshes something to be drained and turned into housing estates? We now know about a term the Engineers call a One in One Hundred Years Storm. Photographs of the areas I previously mentioned showed just the tips of houses sticking out of water in South Brisbane and houses in Gosford with a metre of water through them.  

  Well, my concerns are rising because all these holding ponds are full and in some cases already crossing roads after light rain. The locals keep saying that the rain isn’t as heavy as it used to be. A week of heavy rain will see parts of Zhu Yang disappear. The older houses are only mud brick.

  Last year, part of Qing Dao had this happen. A big market had been built over the years on what was considered to be a dead river. A severe thunderstorm in the mountains to the west sent a torrent of water down and the whole market, including large industrial fridges, headed out to sea. Three metres of water swept it all away in the blink of an eye. We got there a few minutes after the main flood.

 

Trains.

  The last point is the railways. China has been upgrading its rail network for the past five years and in May 2007, introduced their version of the Japanese Bullet train. A world class, high speed passenger service, capable of speeds of up to 400 kph.

  Rail transportation is a vital part of moving the masses around China and the tracks have been gradually upgraded for standard trains to run at 160 kph. And now the final stage is being brought into service. A separate track system for freight and passenger services. The passenger line follows roughly the same corridor as the old lines but it has been made straighter in certain places and uses a lot of elevated sections to fly over the freight lines or even farms. So the curves are less and the gradients are flatter. So, in about a year, the bullet train will be zooming along at around 300 KPH. I have been in it doing 250kph and it is beautifully comfortable. Again, I have included some recent photos. 

   

  Both Anji and I are searching for jobs in Australia in readiness for our move next year. It will come too fast.  

 

Cheers!  

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August 19, 2008


TUE
19
AUG
2008

Oz and back again

By Ian Munro
Well here I am back in China after two lovely weeks in Australia.
People kept telling me how cold it was but, after 35 degrees and the high humidity of China, 16 to 18 degrees, clear blue skies and fresh air was a pleasant relief.

I did my usual business of Tax, Doctors visits and a few other necessary things and then did  some work around the house.
Cleaned the roof and guttering, fixed a blocked storm water drain and installed a new stove. The old electric stove was 30 years old and well past its use-by date. I replaced it with a gas stove. I love to cook and I like gas. Electricity is not good for gourmet cooking.

I got to see my new bathroom which was done after I left last year. It's nice and bright and doesn't leak any more. I did some painting to finish some walls that weren't included in the cost of repairs.

My little Grandson is now two and up on his toes and running everywhere.

So I am back to an Olympic (yawn) China, a new apartment and a new school. I can tell you all that this is the last time. Anji has her resident's visa, I am tired, especially after the two relaxing weeks. So now we start searching for jobs in Australia. Anji wants to live at Killcare and not closer to the city. She loves the relaxing atmosphere of the Central Coast and doesn't mind the thought of commuting each day to get a good job.

So that's it for the moment. No photos because I am using my laptop and can't get to my photo bank.

Cheers everyone.

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