ME and I had gone with a Dow collogue to their kids school
gala fundraiser one evening last month. ME had bid on several items at the
silent auction and had won a trip to Sanya. Sanya is a tropical city on the
southern most point of China on the
island of Hainan. It is billed as the "Hawaii of China" with long
stretches of beaches, year around sunshine, winter temperatures in the mid 70's
and summer temperatures in the upper
80's. It has become a year around Chinese tourist destination.
With the freezing winters in the north and the rapidly
growing emerging middle class in China, Sanya has become a very popular destination
during the Chinese New Year holiday and for the mid winter school breaks.
Because of the difficulty for many Chinese to actually live the country it has also
become an ideal place to visit for a get-a-way during the winter months. At one
time it was a very popular winter escape for the Russians. Many of the street signs,
billboards, and store fronts have Chinese, Russian and English signage. There
are many Russian hotels and restaurants featuring Russian food along the beach
area. We actually ate lunch at a Russian beach front/boardwalk café. The waitress
who was Russian had been living there for several years and committed that
there are less and less Russians now vacationing in Sanya. I think the Chinese
have been taken over with their extensive building projects and all Chinese
resort areas. We knew we were going to an all Chinese resort area based on the
conversation or the lack-there-of due to no one speaking English when trying to
finalize the travel arrangements.
The adventure began before we even left Shanghai. The plane
with the cheapest tickets to go to Sanya was Spring Air, a no thrills low-cost
China airline. When arriving at the gate and looking around we realized that we
were the only westerns waiting at the gate. We were bused from the terminal to
the plane sitting on the far end of the tarmac. As families got off the bus many
stopped with their child and grandparents for a photo opportunity to document
their child's first plane ride. As we walked down the aisle (we booked late so
we were sitting towards the back of the plane) we realized that in every row, which
had 6 seats across, there was a child under 5 occupying one of the seats. We found
our seats and for me squeezed into it, my legs were jammed against the seat in
front of me. Luckily the seats did not recline, I would have had to stand in
the aisle if they did. As the plane left
the ground there was a low hooo coming from crowd. As we reached flying
altitude the din of noise increased too. It was a mix of the Chinese who speak
loudly anyway, the kids laughing, crying, screeching, playing with their little
recorders and electronic games and generally enjoy their first plane ride. About
an hour into the 3 hour flight, the stewardess came around with their cart and that is when we realized
how no thrills this airlines was. No give-a-ways, if you wanted anything you
had to buy it, even the water. Looking around further we saw bags and bags of
food that the Chinese had brought on board. They obviously read the fine print,
in Chinese only, about the flight. Further into the flight these long
announcements started over the intercom
system it seemed that several went on for 10 to 15 minutes. I have no idea what
they were about.
About 20 minutes before we landed several of the stewardess
lined up in the aisle and over the intercom system came a soothing voice
leading the travelers in a series of exercisers to help "engergize you"
and get the circulation going, which we all gladly participated in along with
the crowd. Upon landing another hoo and haa came over the crowd and the Chinese
version of the Chariots of Fire began to play over the intercom to celebrate a
successful landing at your vacation destination. All this seemed very surreal but all in all it
was a very interesting and entertaining experiences.
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exercising before landing |
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enjoying the boardwalk |
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beach scene |
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ME's in heaven selling pearls on the BEACH |
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Chinese enjoying the sun |
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view from the cafe |
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menu cover |
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waitress shirt |
Next door to the café we had lunch at was one of these highly advertised outdoor karaoke bars. While we were eating, there were several folks
who did get up and attempted to sing. I commented to the Russian waitress who also
moonlights as a singer in a band, about the singing, she said that she
schedules her work hours at the café around slow times at the karaoke bar,
because the singing is that bad!
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outdoor karaoke bar |
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if they only know how bad they are |
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