#ThrowbackNotReallyThursday | Dali (Pt. 2)
Starting off the morning bright and early, we left our hotel around 8:30 A.M. (Anytime past 5 minutes late and the deal was that we had to buy the rest of the group cookies…A.K.A a challenge for each of us to try and make the others late). Our first stop was another “Old Town of Dali”. A beautiful and traditional community, one of the unique parts of this old town was the hustling and bustling market near the center of the town. Reminiscent of a bazaar, the dirt path we followed our tour guide down passed tables of fresh vegetables, open bowls of fish, and various spices piled on blankets. Overwhelming is an understatement, as we were also joined by many other eager shoppers (both on foot and on bikes) looking for the fresh catch of the day to cook up. Hauling large baskets on their back (often carrying cute little children), women of all ages pushed through the crowd along with us. After winding down more streets of shops and small restaurants, we made it to the town’s courtyard. Surrounded by the ancient charm and architecture, it was odd to see a relatively large shop selling televisions, washing machines, and refrigerators under the same roof (who needs Sears??). Still pondering the juxtaposition of old and new, we were ushered into the home of a former rich man of the old town. The former owner’s smart decision to utilize the various trade routes throughout China during his most profitable years was truly evident in his large estate and grand courtyards. It was also SUPER interesting to see the bomb shelter that was created during the warring time in China as well.
From this old town to a more historic location, we boarded our bus for the Three Pagodas of Dali. Just standing at the gates of the entrance, the grandeur and scale of these pagodas were more than evident. And I mean, WOW, like W – O – W, these puppies were gold, enormous, and surrounded by an even more majestic landscape. Not to mention, they had a magical background of misty mountains. What more could a landscape ask for?? After spending a good 15 minutes taking photos of every angle, we were reminded of the actual pagodas just up ahead. Finally arriving at the historical site, we proceeded to pose (a la Leaning Tower of Pisa style) and garnered a couple more stares from domestic tourists. Past the Three Pagodas (YES! THERE’S MORE! I KNOW.), we trekked up and down stairs and tree lined roads to various temples and monasteries. From each site, the gate opened at the top of a hill to another beautiful view of the landscape and our next site. Per usual, our group took our time at the final destination, taking more photos and playing with the easily controlled koi pond. It’s oddly empowering to make a group of crazy fishes all jump at the same time...
Upon returning to our hotel, we had a little time to explore before class. In our class, we learned about the Bai ethnic minority of Dali. We also had the pleasure of meeting some visiting students from the local university. We learned that one of the students knew four languages! Count ‘em, FOUR: Bai, a Yi Dialect, Mandarin, AND English. Both of the students were amazingly generous, and offered to show us around the town. For dinner, we had the pretty awesome opportunity of eating at this really unique restaurant that the other student worked at. Before sitting down, we got to pick from a display of their freshest ingredients, ranging from veggies to fish to mushrooms, that they would proceed to cook. Each separate dish that arrived on our table utilized each of our choices made earlier. I WAS IN FOOD HEAVEN. A+ Concept and A+ Food. Safe to say that we were a bit suspicious of the restaurant at first, but the risk we took paid off in full stomachs and satisfied taste buds. Although we had to say our goodbyes to the two kind students who showed us the beauty of Dali’s Old Town, the night was still young! Walking around the lit up “Foreigner Street”, we made a stop at a foot cleaning fish shop and made a spectacle of the small business. I mean, honestly, they should’ve paid us for the promotion…we were SO LOUD. The fun just wouldn’t stop there, as our “more Western looking” group members became celebs for a couple minutes. When one Chinese guy stops you for photos, others will join. For many Chinese people, blonde hair and blue eyes is a rare occasion and a perfect moment to get photographic evidence for mom (HEY MA, LOOK! A WHITE PERSON!). Unable to shed our love for Dali, we ended our night at a bar near the restaurant we had first found on our first night and made friends with another group by playing a couple rounds of “Heads Up”.
Ah, Dali, I will never forget the ancient beauty and crazy fun I experienced inside your blue and white walled treasure of a world. I hope that when I return to Yunnan, I get to spend more than two nights exploring your wonder.