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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 22, Part 8 我的中国之行-第22天,第8部分    

By Barry Pittman
2102 Views | 3 Comments | 1/19/2015 2:05:40 PM

“Do they really eat the fish that they catch there?” I ask Tina as we walked slowly past a bunch of fishermen with lines dangling limply into the muddy waters of the Shawan River.  Tina and I were on our way home, after a big afternoon of exploring many of the back block areas around her home town of Shawan.



“I’m not sure, Barry - I guess they do” replied Tina.



Given the smog problem from the factories that lurked around the outskirts of town, I’d bet that the water in the river wasn’t the cleanest.  I certainly wouldn’t be in a hurry to eat anything that came from there.  But this begged the question – where did the fish that I ate here in the shops on most days originate from.



I shook my head.  This was another question I wasn’t particularly keen on finding the answer to.  Just another one of very many riddles in fact, that increasingly began to taunt and tease me on this amazing and eye opening journey. 



As we came nearer to Tina’s apartment, my spirits buoyed.  I felt a sense of pride and happiness.  Pride that I had possessed the courage to undertake this challenging trip in the first place.  To actively pursue and carry through with my dream of Chinese online dating. And feelings of happiness that things seemed to be working out well.  Tina and I had met, fallen in love and were great friends with each other.  What could be better than this?  What more could’ve been expected?



“We missed our afternoon nap, Barry – maybe we could have it now?”



“Sure Tina, let’s do it!”



I didn’t hesitate for more than a second.  On our afternoon naps, Tina and I routinely did anything but nap!  We engaged in beautiful acts of intimacy that increasingly drew us closer and closer together.  If Chinese ladies weren’t the most lovely and sexy females in the world, they’d be close to it.  How or why they chose to be with very outwardly plain people such as myself, I had no idea.  I simply and very thankfully accepted that for some reason, they did. As it so happened, I’d previously written an entire blog article about this subject that can be seen here:



http://blog.chinalovematch.net/blog/article/Why-Do-Beautiful-Chinese-Women-Like-Ugly-Western-Men



As Tina and I lay on the bed some time later, suddenly Tina cried out,



“Come on Barry – don’t be so lazy.  It’s time for our afternoon hike in the hills!”



“Okay Tina, but at least let me put on my clothes and some walking shoes!” I laughed. 



Fortunately for her, I loved walking in the Shawan hills more than anyone else I knew, except maybe for Tina herself.  They were just so fascinating to walk around, with small vegetable crops scattered here and there, curious old farmhouses and fascinating farmers and their hard working families.  The trails around here shitted all over those around my home town of Brisbane, as far as variety of terrain, glorious isolation and general all round interest was concerned.



Living with Tina was constantly a go-go-go type of situation.  She never watched television and always seemed to have something to do.  One thing that particularly struck me was her love of reading ebooks on her smart phone.  She seemed to have an inexhaustible supply of these and whenever the opportunity arose, she’d be reading, peering intently at her phone.



“What type of books interest you most, Tina?” I’d asked on a couple of occasions.



“I like books about Buddha.  Books about spirituality and life.”



Obviously Tina wasn’t your normal, average lady.  But then again, nor was I your average guy.  They say that opposites attract, but in our situation, it seemed that philosophical compatibility had formed a big attraction.  I’ve remarked previously that to me, Tina’s inner beauty was to me the most precious part of her.  This was illustrated by her choice in reading material.  Though as I kept wondering, I had no real idea what she actually saw in me, were I to be brutally honest.



We left the apartment and headed towards the Shawan Bidge, that then lead to the foothills around the town.  Every time I set foot on the bridge, I jogged the half kilometer or so to the other side.  Tina was happy enough to simply walk across.  Why I didn’t want to walk across it also, I had no idea.  I always felt compelled to run across it.



On the far side of the river lay a large “Mississippi Queen” type of houseboat, about fifty metres long with two levels.  I reckoned it would’ve been a great place to live.   I always stopped to take a look at it, until Tina would catch up with me.



“Tina, why don’t we find out the owners of this boat and ask if they’d want to sell it.  I reckon we could scrape it down, repaint it and put up rows of flashing coloured lights all over it.  We could then rent out the ground level to be used as a floating restaurant and we could live on the top two levels.  I reckon it’d be great – what do you think?”



“Barry, sometimes you act like a big boy.  That’s the most ridiculous idea I’ve ever heard of!” Tina laughed.



I’d mentioned this entrepreneurial concept to Tina two or three times now, but always met resistance.  Why couldn’t she visualize what I could see?  Where was her sense of adventure and excitement?



Our hike on this day extended for a little over an hour, shorter than normal due to the fact we’d been on our feet most of the day.  The heat of summer was oppressive also, with high humidity hanging limply in the air.



As I lay in bed that night, I reflected on the many varied things I’d so far experienced on this journey. I’d learnt so much, becoming enriched, enraptured and enmeshed within a myriad of different thoughts, sensations and feelings.



I’ve said this before but feel compelled to repeat it. China was an amazing yet contradictory potpourri indeed, an enormous melting pot of the good, the bad and the ugly. Life here was a marvelous dream for the rich, a restive slumber for the middle classes, an appalling tragedy for the very poor. 



I innately sensed this journey, this quest into the unknown, was far from over.  More surprises, more grave emotional shocks, were in store for me, lurking ahead in the menacing darkness of unravelling time.  Goose bumps suddenly formed on my arms. The back of my neck went icy cold. The disturbing touch of a thousand unknown fears brushed over my soul. 



Something big was ahead.  Something life changing.



But what?



To be continued – Day 23, Part 1




“他们真的吃在那捕到的鱼吗?”我问蒂娜,我们慢慢从一帮渔民身边经过,他们的钓线晃来晃去软绵绵悬荡于沙湾河的浑水中。下午我们探索了许多她的家乡沙湾后面区域,蒂娜和我走在回家的路上。



 “我不知道,巴里 - 我猜他们吃的” 蒂娜答道。



鉴于潜伏在城镇郊区的工厂造成的烟雾问题,我敢打赌河里的水最不干净。我当然不会急于吃来自那的任何东西。但回避实质问题 -我大部分时间在商店吃的鱼源自哪里?



我摇摇头。这是我特别不热衷于寻找答案的另外一个问题。事实上,这只是此次让人大开眼界的奇异旅程中很多谜团的其中一个,他们越来越多地开始对我嘲讽和戏弄。



走近蒂娜的公寓,我的精神备受鼓舞。我感到骄傲和快乐。骄傲自己当初具备勇气选择这次充满挑战的旅程。积极追求实现中国网上约会的梦想。为一切进展顺利感到快乐。蒂娜和我相识相爱,成了彼此很好的朋友,还有什么比这更好?还有什么更期待的呢?



“我们错过午睡了,巴里 - 也许现在可以睡?”



“当然蒂娜,让我们去睡吧!”



我们没有多一秒的犹豫。午睡对于蒂娜和我,通常就是什么都不做纯午睡!我们亲密美好的睡姿,让我们越来越亲近彼此。如果中国女人们不是世上最可爱最性感的女性,那也差不离了。怎么或为何他们选择和如我这般外貌平平的人在一起我不得而知。我只是非常感激和接受由于某种原因她们这么做了。事有凑巧,我以前就这个话题写过相关文章,可以点击链接看到完整的博客文章:



http://blog.chinalovematch.net/blog/article/Why-Do-Beautiful-Chinese-Women-Like-Ugly-Western-Men



娜和我躺在床上一段时间后,蒂娜突然喊道,



“来吧巴里 - 不要这么懒。现在是我们下午去爬山的时候了!“



 “好吧蒂娜,但至少让我穿上衣服和运动鞋!”我笑了起来。



对她来说算幸运了,我比我所认识的任何人都喜欢在沙湾山上徒步,也许除了蒂娜以外。周围的一切是如此让人陶醉,小蔬菜作物散落于不同区域,稀奇的旧农舍和有趣的农民及其辛勤的家人。就各种地势、远离尘世的静僻和让人普遍感兴趣的程度而言,这里的林间小道多么令我的家乡布里斯班相形见绌.



与蒂娜居住在一起意味着要不停的动。她从来不看电视,似乎总是有事情做。特别让我吃惊的一件事是,她很爱在智能手机上看电子书。她似乎有无穷无尽的书,只要一有机会,她就目不转睛盯着手机。



“蒂娜?你对什么类型的书最感兴趣”我在几次场合问过。



“我喜欢佛教的书。有关精神和生命的书籍。”



Anchor显然,蒂娜不是一般的普通女士。但话又说回来,我也不是平常的家伙。他们说异性相吸,但是就我们的情况而言,似乎哲学性的和谐在对彼此的吸引力上起了很大作用。我以前说过蒂娜的内在美是我最珍视的。这从对阅读材料的选择上可以说明。尽管我一直在想,到底她对我了解多少我还真不知道,这是大实话。



Anchor我们离开了公寓向沙湾桥走去,这桥通向环绕城镇的山麓丘陵地带。每次一踏上桥我就慢跑半公里左右跑到另一头。蒂娜就很开心地慢慢走着。我不知道自己为什么不想走,总觉像有压迫症似的非要跑过去。



Anchor在河的远侧泊着一艘巨大的两层游艇“密西西比女王”,大约五十米长。我觉得它会是居住的好地方。我总是停下来看看它,直到蒂娜赶上我。



“蒂娜,我们为什么不找下船的主人,问下是否想要卖掉它。我们可以把它的漆刮掉重新涂过,挂满闪烁的彩灯。然后把底层出租用作流动餐厅,我们住在上面两层。我觉得会很棒 - 你觉得呢?”



“巴里,有时你表现得像个大男孩。这是我听过的最可笑的想法!”蒂娜笑了起来。AnchorAnchor



我已经向蒂娜就这个创业的想法提过两三次,但总是遇到阻力。为什么她不设想下我所看到的?她冒险和刺激的意识哪去了?



我们这一天徒步走了一个多小时,比往常时间要短,因为今天我们走了很多路。夏季炎热的气候也是很压抑,空气湿度又大。



那天晚上躺在床上,我琢磨着此行中目前所经历的种种。我学到了很多,变得丰富起来,内心狂喜,无数不同的想法、情感和感觉在内心交织着。



Anchor 我之前曾说过,但觉得有必要再重复。中国的生活百态的确是令人惊异的集锦,好的,坏的,丑的,一个无所不包的巨大熔炉。对富人而言,这里的生活是丰富多彩的梦,对中产阶层而言,是断断续续的睡眠,对非常穷苦的人就是令人震惊的悲剧。



我深深的觉得,对未知的探索的这段旅程还远远没有结束。更多的惊喜,更强烈的情感冲击,不时潜伏在前方危险的暗处等着我。我的手臂突然起了鸡皮疙瘩,颈背冰凉。千种令人不安的未知恐惧扫荡着我的灵魂。



会有大事发生,足以改变生活的事。



但是何事?



未完待续,第23天,第1部分


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#2015-06-20 12:38:38 by JohnAbbot @JohnAbbot

I like this article a lot Barry, but unfortunately I am on the road for 10 days and can't stand trying to comment on my tablet. I will get on a computer and tell you why I like it asap. Cheers, John

#2015-06-20 23:27:09 by paulfox1 @paulfox1

@barry1

Is 'shitted' a word? lol I always thought it was 'shat'
But you re right about the rivers. I affectionately call them the 'rivers of cyanide' but they do provide the 'fresh' fish for restaurants, as do fish farms.

Fortunately I'm not a big eater of fish so it's easy for me to avoid it, but generally speaking Chinese people love fish

#2015-06-21 09:23:05 by Barry1 @Barry1

@JohnAbbot

"I like this article a lot Barry"

Thanks for this, John.

I'm trying to keep my story simple, without too much glamour or pretentiousness.

If some people such as yourself like it, then the exercise in writing it has been well worthwhile, thank you. (wasntme)

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