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Barry from Australia is a questioning soul who looks at social issues from an alternative point of view and instead of asking, “Why?”, he asks “Why not?” He’s convinced that many of his previous incarnations were spent in China. He feels drawn to the people there; attracted by their rich culture and way of life. If given one wish from God, he’d reply, “I want everyone on Earth to be the same colour, speak the same language, and treat each other as they themselves would like to be treated.”
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My China Trip - Day 2 我的中国之行—第二天    

By Barry Pittman
6199 Views | 29 Comments | 5/30/2014 10:08:43 AM

7.00am arrived with a polite knocking on my door.  Shaking myself awake, I crawled out of bed and slowly cracked open the door. It was Tina, with a big smile on her face.

"Barry, did you sleep well?"

"Yes, xie xie, I slept very well thank you, Tina"

"We must get ready to leave, if you do not mind?"

"Okay", I replied, "I'll have a shower and get ready"

I'd slept like the dead last night, due to the terrible night's sleep I'd experienced the evening before on the plane. The only thing I didn't like about this otherwise nice room was the squat type toilet.  I know these are de rigeur in most rural parts of China, so foreigners travelling in these parts unfortunately need to expect them.  Westerners with their longer legs tend to have more difficulty using the “squatters” however.  Chinese not only tend to have shorter legs, but most also have been brought up from childhood easily being able to assume the squat position.

Carrying my fully loaded backpack from the airport the previous day, I grudgingly realised it was too weighty to carry up a mountain.  Tina also had brought a lot of goods with her, way too much to carry for several days.  We mutually decided to go through everything and take only what was essential to the mission.  I thus offloaded bits and pieces of gear, reluctantly including the treasured can of coffee that I'd brought from Australia.  It looked like this trip was going to be caffeine free, for the next several days at least.  Plus my travel tube of Vegemite was abandoned as well.  Ask any Aussie living overseas what food they miss most – the chances are Vegemite will be nominated.  Other Westerners simply don’t understand the strange affinity that Australians have for this traditional foodstuff.  It's an acquired taste.

The hotel was gracious enough to keep our non-essential goods in their store room.  We'd return there in a few days to recollect everything.

Setting off around 9.00am, Tina and I strode confidently onto the trail.  Our packs were still heavy, yet blissfully a few kgs lighter than they were the day before.

These were the lower foothills of Mt Emei.  The trail wasn't hard dirt, grass or stones as I'd anticipated, but cement. One simply had to follow the yellow brick road, or more precisely, the concrete pathway, with plenty of steps going both up and then down as we traversed onwards ascending and then descending various foothills.

After about ninety minutes of fairly pleasant walking, we came across a monk planting vegetables in a small garden beside his monastery.  Because Tina had hiked these areas by herself at least once per week for several years now, she and the monk were familiar to each other and exchanged some pleasantries.  The monk knew a few words of English and smiling to me, said "Welcome to China".

By this time I needed to go to the toilet and through Tina, politely asked the monk where it was.  He pointed out a small timber shack set up on poles.  Walking into this, I gazed around, looking for the toilet.  Initially I couldn't see anything.  To my surprise however, the penny finally dropped.  I saw a rectangular hole cut in the timber floor.  Peering through the hole, I saw a two metre drop to a pile of excrement mixed with kitchen leftovers such as cabbage leaves, carrots and bits and pieces of other organic materials.  I'd never encountered one of these "compost toilets" before.  In theory, over time as the material decayed, a phosphorus rich fertiliser would be formed.

This was an example of ultimate recycling.  What went into your mouth and then duly excreted through your body, would sooner or later, pass back into your mouth again via the fertiliser used to grow the food you were eating.

I couldn't help but be a little repelled by the dirtiness and lack of hygiene of the toilet however, as around the rectangular hole the wood was filthy, obviously hardly ever receiving any sanitation or cleaning.

Upon leaving this small temple, half an hour later we came across a young Chinese couple on the trail.  Tina jabbered to them in Mandarin with a lot of head nodding and gesticulating.  It was decided they'd accompany us on our journey, as they also were heading up Mt Emei.  Stories abounded about the "wild monkeys" higher up on the mountain and it was recommended by the authorities that trekkers walk in groups, rather than in pairs.

I was striding along quickly, faster than the others, reveling in the solitude; the clean mountain air; and the appealing prospect of soon conquering this mighty yet somewhat unkown peak I'd heard so much about.

Twenty minutes later I stopped and waited for the stragglers to arrive.  By this time however, Tina had added yet another young Chinese man to our entourage.  He was about twenty years old and had set out by himself to climb the trail.  He was only too happy to join our little group, also as a safeguard against any wild monkey trouble.  Whilst he and Tina and the other young couple all bantered together in Chinese, I accelerated away again, finding myself alone, breathing in the solitude.   This is how the vast majority of my walking had been performed in the past  - alone.  This was in fact, how I preferred it.  Most people walked too slowly for me.

Another thirty minutes passed by and I suddenly found myself walking up to a small group of Chinese ladies who seemed to be waiting for something.  They started talking to me but I had no idea who they were or what they were saying.  I kept smiling politely and pointing back down the trail to where Tina and our new found friends were somewhere in the distance.  After a few minutes, Tina finally arrived and then the situation became clear.

The ladies were waiting for hikers who had booked ahead into their hotels.  Each lady was a hotel employee, meeting and then guiding trekkers to their establishments, that sometimes were otherwise a little obscure for strangers to locate.

Fairly quickly, Tina, myself and our new found Chinese friends were following one of the Chinese ladies down a rather winding and tricky path through the bush for a kilometre or so, until finally we arrived at the farmer's hotel we were to stay at that night.

Many farmers supplement their income through building accommodation for travelers such as us.  Sometimes the structures are quite complex and large, resembling a conventional hotel, housing up to twenty or so separate units.

Checking ourselves in, I was disappointed to again find one of the squat type toilets in our room.  "Oh well", I thought to myself, “I’d better get used to this.  I always knew I had to do more practice on my yoga techniques!”

By this time it was around three in the afternoon.  We decided to take a walk around the area.  Unfortunately the maps we had were all in Chinese, so I can't tell you precisely where we visited, but it was around the Qingyin Pavilion.  One part of it had some intriguing sculptures carved into the hard granite of long dead historical figures.  They looked to be many hundreds of years old, possibly over a thousand. 

I marveled at the craftsmanship on display here.  The stonemasons of old who with relatively primitive tools, were able to perform seeming miracles in stone.

Suddenly a lot of commotion appeared on the trail, where many Chinese tourists were walking.

"What's wrong?", I queried.

"It seems like someone has stolen this lady's bag.  She left it unattended for a few mintures and now it's gone", Tina replied.

"Why would someone leave a bag alone?" I asked.

"Yes, I agree - the lady should have taken more care - she should not have left her bag by itself."

As nice as China is, one must constantly be aware of the small percentage of tricksters and thieves around, driven et al, by poverty. A man needs to feed his family, one way or the other.  So visitors to China intent on fulfilling their Chinese dating dream need to not become too starry eyed or complacent during their travels.

In any case, an interesting couple of hours sauntering through this area ensued.  Finally though it was time to head back to the hotel.  Our room was a twin share with two single beds.  I had assumed Tina and I would be sharing the same room, unlike the previous night where we had separate rooms.  At the last moment however, to my surprise Tina said,

“Goodnight Barry.  I will see you in the morning.”

With that, she gave me a peck on the cheek and she was gone. 

I was alone again, naturally. 







背着前日从飞机场出来的装得满满的背包,我不得不承认这个背包实在太重了,根本没办法背着爬山。TINA也带了好多东西,不可能背着爬几天。我们俩决定好好检查每一样东西然后只带最基本的必须品去爬山。因此我拿出了好多东西,包括很不情愿的拿出了我从澳大利亚带过来的那几罐珍贵的咖啡。这看起来象是一趟无咖啡因的旅程,最起码接下来的几天是如此。同时我的旅行装的蔬菜酱也被拿了出来。无论你问哪一个生活在海外的澳大利亚人,他们最想念的食品是什么— 大多数时候他们都会说是疏菜酱。其他的西方人基本上无法理解澳大利亚人为什么会这么痴迷于这种传统的食品。总之,它是一种必备的味道。



























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#2014-06-03 02:49:00 by JohnAbbot @JohnAbbot

@Barry1 - I think you have pulled off a real first for online dating Barry, laying out your first meeting with Tina over the course of time, as it develops. It really is fascinating. I greatly admire both of you for your courage in doing this. Hopefully it helps glue you together for life.

Cheers to the two of you! (d)

#2014-06-03 08:48:33 by Barry1 @Barry1


Thanks for your kind words, John.

If I'd known online Chinese dating was this much fun, I'd have done it a long time ago! :)

#2014-06-03 09:00:28 by anonymous10189 @anonymous10189

"Tina jabbered to them in Mandarin with a lot of head nodding and gesticulating." Hilarious! It's as if you have landed on some distant planet and you were observing the aliens communicate with one another! :D

You are such a great writer man. You need to sell books. You had me rolling with laughter at your adventures. I love these nuggets...

"Whilst he and Tina and the other young couple all bantered together in Chinese, I accelerated away again, finding myself alone, breathing in the solitude."

"I suddenly found myself walking up to a small group of Chinese ladies who seemed to be waiting for something. They started talking to me but I had no idea who they were or what they were saying. I kept smiling politely and pointing back down the trail to where Tina and our new found friends were somewhere in the distance."

And I love the offhanded random yet packed with humor...

"They looked to be many hundreds of years old, possibly over a thousand. "

Keep going with this...this is your best stuff yet.

#2014-06-03 13:39:00 by Barry1 @Barry1


"You are such a great writer man. You need to sell books."

Thanks so much for this compliment. I've found the secret to writing is to keep it simple; don't bullshit; and write down words just as if you were speaking to someone opposite you.

I must say it's a little hard on Tina though. I'm trying to keep this daily journal so things remain fresh in my mind. If I left it to the end, then so many little anecdotes and occurrences would become lost.

At times however, Tina is asking me to please go out and do something with her, whilst I'm glued to the computer in the middle of an article. So I'm doing a bit of a balancing act at the moment, attempting to write more quickly than otherwise is my habit, but of course, my budding relationship with her must come first.

Thanks again for your kind words. (y)

#2014-06-03 22:36:12 by girlsummery @girlsummery

I'm still a new one, not sure there will be a miracle occurred.. .. Yes, not easy that he/she caught a glimpse of her/him in the crowd, then lead to marriage . I think that probability is very low...... But seems there is still hopefully to met a Intimate Lovers .
Congratulations to you both!

#2014-06-03 22:49:37 by prana @prana

We're sorry, the toilet makes you feel unpleasant.
However, I do not like to use clean water to flush toilets.
The day before yesterday, my one sister told me,
In them there, and these days without water.
China's many rivers have dried up.
Very curious Tina's age, she looks only 20 to 30 years old.

#2014-06-04 03:35:27 by YinTingYu @YinTingYu

@ Barry1
Hello Barry,
I wanted to write you private but, you have made your profile "invisible" so,... must go public.
I hope this reaches you before you leave China.
Really is great to know that you meet someone for possible partner!!!
I have been on CLM for 2 years and thinks I have found someone as well.
Has taken a lot of "weeding" (ha!).
Anyway,...the pictures you post of each are so lovely.
Looks like a good thing for both of you.
I applaud !!

Have followed your blog/thread posts for some time.
I like your witt although sometimes approaches the "jackassinine" but,...I think I get it. HA!
Wants to remind you, as a native Texan, that the only "Injuns" at the Battle of the Alamo were forced to join with Santa Anna's Mexican army.
They were from interior of what we now know as Mexico.
They wore the Mexican uniform (hehe).
Still,...last man standing for a cause,...greatly admired!!!

OK,...I think of you a little bit as (sort of) a "world connected" brother.
Good grief,...drops the coin and takes the risk of China trip (applause for both) !!!
But, I want to respond from what I remember you write about "giving up" if all does not work out as hoped for with Tina.
Brother,...DO NOT GIVE UP !!!!!
When your visit comes to a close I want you and Tina to listen to certain song please.
Is older Bob Dylan (Zimmerman) tune.

"I Threw It All Away"

I once held her, in my arms...
She said she would always stay....
But I was cruel, I treated her like a fool...
I threw it all away.

Once I had mountains...
In the palm of my hands...
And rivers that ran through, every day...
I must have been mad...
I never knew what I had...
Until I threw it all away.

Love is all there is...
It makes the world go 'round...
Love and only love...
It can't be denied...

No matter what you think about it....
You just won't be able to do without it...
Take a tip from one who's tried.

So if you find someone, who gives you all of their love...
Take it to your heart don't let it stray...
One thing's for certain...
You will surely be a hurtin'...
If you throw it all away...
If you throw it all away...

Just sends as reminder for those last parting hours.
Hopes all works out good for you both.
Peace and Blessings,
Yin Ting Yu,...aka. Gongji

#2014-06-04 12:04:46 by melcyan @melcyan

Hi Barry
As long as you don't get diarrhea you will get used to the squat toilets fairly quickly (if you are squatting properly, it doesn't matter how long your legs are). What water are you drinking? This would be one of my biggest concerns if I was doing your trip. I admire you willingness to share your adventure of unknown outcome with us. I could not do that and even if I was willing, my partner would not let me share details. Wishing you all the best.

#2014-06-04 12:27:22 by huang2014 @huang2014

Recently,I have heard the Australian Goverment made people very hard to marry a foreign wife, a marriage visa need wait for four years.

#2014-06-05 21:45:24 by sandy339 @sandy339

"If I'd known online Chinese dating was this much fun, I'd have done it a long time ago!"
Ok, really, it sounds so tired to me,
it is not my style for meeting, I enjoy quiet chatting time and a little bit walking for the first time, it sounds too tired for me. But you two seem enjoyable, that is so great...:)

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