As I stepped foot into China, everything seemed the same as Malaysia except the weather is hotter, and the people are a bunch of lowly educated bunch. I know how to speak Chinese, eventually I could understand everything there, just needed to catch up with their slang.
The first few photos are of low quality because it was taken by my three-year-old outdated Samsung Grand Quattro. Just bear with me, the next few would be of better quality, to the courtesy of my mum’s iPhone.
Back to the trip, the picture above was the inception of XiaMen, the third most upfront cities in China, having the third ranking GDP in China according to my relatives there. We were given with the utmost welcome by our relatives from China whom we did not even meet before.
He led us out of the airport, that was the first view that I caught with my eyes and camera. As we were walking out, a group of 14 people including the China woman who welcomed us, apparently she was a tour guide hired by our relative. I heard a bunch of natives, talking in a rather rude language, slang and tonality, I guess China people are as bad as I have heard about.
As your keen eyes could see, there is a completely golden plated building just in the middle of the city centre of XiaMen.
We discussed about the relationship between all the relatives in the bus to the tour guide to clarify who was who because Chinese has a tradition to call their relatives by ranks, not just uncles or aunties, it is more complicated than that. The chatters were loud and convoluted, going nowhere. But as we reached the hotel, we checked in.
The key people of this trip was Tie Ming (the super super rich guy), Xiao Wei (the crazy rich youngster), and Xiao Ping (the super rich aunty). Other people involved were just our Malaysian relatives and a close relative from Australia. They greeted us warmly, and brought us to have dim sum for tea time.
Their food there was surprisingly less salty in comparison to Malaysian foods, and their taste were fresher than Malaysia. They served us with almost fifty platters of dim sum, with some roast pigeons. The first meal, just dim sum cost around rm 1000, we did not pay, they offered to pay as they had their motto of- China is their ground, so they must foot the bill.
They sent us back to the hotel to take a hiatus while waiting for our Australian relative who was having a tough time with XiaMen Airlines, delaying flights by an excessive hours. As he reached, we took the tour guide and went to relish upon some night views.
We had tea and chatter on the rooftop of cruise. Their tea was magnificent, it had the taste that could not be found anywhere else, the ‘tea’ taste was prominent, unlike those we had drunk in Malaysia, or anywhere else.
After all of those we had another round of food, a 20-course dinner.
I was not absurd enough to take all of those photos, I took those queer foods. The sperm-like creature is a sea slug, directly translated from Chinese. The spiky creature is called a sea cucumber. The brick red thing is actually a dried chili pepper. The food there was fresh, very, especially there fish boiled soup, it was a pang of nostalgia, the best taste to reach my mouth once again.
We had our stomachs filled to the brim, having leftovers. “This is how we roll in China, we must treat our guests until there is left over food, if not we will leave a bad impression to our guests.” that statement was hackneyed, it is called food wastage, but it is their culture, so respect must be paid. We ate as much as possible.
A groupie after dinner. I am the one in orange, staring blankly as I was too full to even look at the camera.
That wraps up the first day. Stay tune for the second one!
My first travel post. Haha, it is going to be the first and not the last one, but the next trip would be long after.
Have you had any experience with China people? Are they as I mentioned or you saw the other side of them? Comment down below!