On Thursday we had our weekly test. So after finishing it we barely had time to pack and head out to the train station. We had packed ourselves a supper, so I had my first peanut butter and jelly sandwich since I left home. (Rachael and I made a trip out to WuMei, which is the Chinese version of Walmart and bought some bread and jelly and peanutbutter.
After our 5 hour train ride, filled with lots of card games and studying, we arrived in Anyang. We wandered around for a bit, but realized there wasn't much to see in our vicinity and retired for the night.
In the morning we awoke to a delicious breakfast and headed off to a quiet Buddhist temple.
Here's a pretty statue wearing a cloak...don't know why...
These are actually incense! I had never seen round, swirly incense before
Afterward we went to the oracle museum and then the writing museum. Here are the earliest forms of writing on turtle plastrons
A dead slave buried with the carriage
The character for dragon in old script
In the afternoon we drove to the Yellow River and got on this hover boat (It goes on land and water!!). We traveled to this nearby island and got out and looked around. People were offering horse rides for ten kuai, but the horses looked sad and dirty. Plus I’ve ridden a horse before.
Here's the hover boat
horses!!!!Us and the Yellow River
Then next day we visited the original Shaolin Temple. There was a kungfu show for us (less gaudy than the one we saw in Beijing) and then we took a tour around the temple.
A guy breaking a piece of metal with his head
Shaolin monks would strike trees for training, so the trees had holes in them from the monks striking the trees so much. In the temples, the floors would bend in places because the monks would stomp on the floor so much.All the Master monks at the temple were buried in this "forest" of tombs. They always had an uneven number of floors, from 1 to 7. The more floors the more important you were.
In the afternoon we went to the Grottoes, similar to the ones in DaTong. At one of the statues, we saw these two little girls taking a picture in one of the pots, and a couple of us decided to take a picture with them.
For supper we had a traditional “water banquet.” Well, we had half of the water banquet. The other half was normal Chinese food. The “water banquet” was a meal of different soups. No one was too impressed, but it was definitely an experience.
At seven we boarded a sleeper train back home. I was sad that this was our last weekend trip.




