We made our reservations at the Crowne Plaza because they have the best beds. No hard Chinese rocks that they call beds – these are real thick, plush, soft comfortable American beds.
Anyway, we went to dinner Thursday night and then tried to visit a few of the local watering holes on what they call “Bar Street”. Unfortunately, they are all big clubs with thumpa-thumpa music, strobe lights, lasers, smoke machines, and so incredibly loud you can’t talk that I eventually left Josh and headed back to the hotel to allow him to explore as he wanted to without the old guy holding him back. As I walked to the hotel up a side street, I spied what appeared to be a small pub with outdoor seating, good jazzy music (Chinese, of course, but still jazzy in nature). I thought to myself that this would be my back up plan for Friday night if Josh didn’t find anything better.
Friday, we had a full day of sightseeing at the Yu Liu Academy (the 1,000 year old university) and Orange Island (featuring the 200 foot rock Bust of Mao). We followed this with dinner at the Fire Palace. A crazy, loud, and hectic restaurant in a more old traditional architecture area (Marty – you recall this is where you had the “Stinky ToFu” and the Fishcraw dinner). The place was packed and they set us up a table crammed in between other tables but Josh had to sit on a stool due to lack of available chairs. We really didn’t care – it added to the craziness of the place. No pictures on the menu, so I had a pre-written list of what to order.
The pinnacle of the evening was the song that I have attached for you here (a little dark, but the audio is the focus). A wonderful song to hear in preparation for the long flight back home. We weren’t headed to Georgia, and we weren’t traveling by train (there's your hint), but it was the perfect song in preparation for the next day. I got a taxi card for the bar to return to in the event I get another opportunity to spend time in Changsha. I'll definitley go back!!
So, a fast two and half week trip is concluded. I’ll be back in mid to late August. So just listen to this to keep you entertained until I return and offer up some other stories of this crazy world.
3 comments:
always enjoy the stories...safe travels.
... Jerry S.
Same hotel that milly and I stayed in, right? we didn't get to see the big mao head up close, maybe next time! love the song, very appropriate! mc and I did kareoke at the friendly tavern at madeira beach last friday night, pretty funny!
Yes, the same hotel. Only right now, you almost can’t get to it. Two memorable stories …
1. Our driver could see it, but couldn’t figure out how to get there. I started giving directions (he no speak English). I figured we needed to approach from the back side (construction on two sides has both streets closed on hotel side of street). So we had to go past hotel a few blocks. Turn left. The next street was a one way the wrong way, so we continued another block. We turned left. Ran into another barricade, but I knew if we could get past barricade we could make another left and approach hotel from backside (from the side where you and entered the market street with the chickens, etc), so I convinced the driver to just drive on the sidewalk around the barricade. It worked. We made one more left on far side of barricade, and there was the hotel!
2. Josh and I needed to cross the street outside the hotel to get to the Bar street. So we jay walked 3 lanes of traffic and climbed over the 4 foot rail and then 3 more lanes of traffic. After we miraculously made that crossing, we realized 50 feet away was a pedestrian tunnel under the road. Duh!!
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