Thursday, April 26, 2007

China | Beijing | Silk Street Market | Carpets

From Jiayuguan I took the 8:40 pm sleeper train to Lanzhou, arriving at 7:05 am, caught a bus straight to the airport, which is a good thirty miles out of the city, and jumped on the 11:00 flight back to Beijing. By late afternoon I was in the notorious Silk Street Market on Jianguomen continuing my never-ending quest for the perfect round silk carpet. These are of course much harder to find than the regular rectangular models. I did manage to find a few, however, and also got a chance to look at some heart-stoppingly gorgeous examples of other carpets.
If a sight like this does not make your heart palpitate you better check to see if you have not already assumed room temperature.
Heart palpitating yet?
Half of a nice 600 knot per inch silk carpet
800 knot per inch silk rug
600 knot per inch silk rug
A mouth-wateringly luscious 800 knot-per-inch silk rug
Along the top of this photo is part of a three-foot-wide–ten-foot-long carpet—more properly tapestry, since it is meant to be hung on the wall and not trod on—depicting scenes from the Silk Road. This 1000 knot-per-inch silk carpet goes for 120,000 yuan ($15,256).
A magnificent 60o knot per inch silk carpet depicting various Buddhist iconography. Obviously this carpet-tapestry is also intended to be hung on a wall (see Enlargement). Measuring eight-by-ten feet, it’s a near-antique, 5o years old, and goes for 85,000 yuan ($10,806).
Finally moved on to the round carpets. The Quest has been narrowed down to four choices.
Round 400 knot per inch all silk rug
Half-Silk–Half Wool Round Carpet (see Enlargement)
Half-Silk–Half Wool Round Carpet (see Enlargement)
Half-Silk–Half Wool Round Carpet (see Enlargement)

Sunday, April 22, 2007

China | Gansu Province | Jiayuguan | Lanzhou

Unable to arrange a trip to the Mazong Mountains I booked a berth on the 8:40 pm sleeper train back to Lanzhou. That gave me a free afternoon so I decided to head back to the fort for a more leisurely look around. Arriving at the fort I immediately encountered Ms. Chan in the parking lot. She came bounding over, seemingly overjoyed to see me. Via sign language I indicated that I was going into the fort and would not need a car. She just nodded and smiled.
Ms. Chan
On my earlier trip there had been several hundred visitors to the fort but this was a weekday and the place was nearly deserted. I spend three hours slowly circumnavigating the top of the fortress wall, pausing here and there to daydream about the events which must have taken place here over the last seven centuries.
Inside of fort on a quiet day
When I emerged from the fort in the late afternoon there was Ms. Chan right by the entrance gate. I was going to go back to the hotel, but since she was apparently waiting for me I mentioned in Chinese the name of the so-called Beacon Tower overlooking the Taolai River a couple of miles away. This is one of the standard sights in the area but one I was going to forgo; since Ms. Chan seemed eager however I decided to go have a look. On the way Ms. Chan stopped at a store roadside store and came out with a liter bottle of mineral water for me. When I tried to pay for it she just waved me off.
From the fort the unrestored, pounded earth wall runs due south to the Taolai River
There are several beacon towers in this section, including one right on the cliff overlooking the river.
Taolai River
The day up till now had been warm with a solid dome of cobalt-blue sky overhead. No sooner did we arrive at the river than it very suddenly clouded over and a ferocious wind starting howling out of the north. Then it started snowing, huge snowflakes the size of half dollars driven almost horizontally by the wind. Soon visibility was down to about thirty feet. Ms. Chan laughed uproariously, as if this blizzard in the middle of what had been a warm spring day was the funniest thing she had ever seen in her life. As soon as the snow slowed down a bit we headed back to my hotel. I grabbed my bag and then had Ms. Chan take me to the train station. Despite my protestations she insisted on carrying my bag into the train station and then waited with me until I boarded the train. When the train pulled away she was still on the platform waving. It was a bit of a mystery to me why she was being so solicitous. I am almost tempted to think that she was an emanation of White Tara, the Protectress of Travelers. I even felt a a pang of guilt about not giving her a tip, but I reasoned that Tara would not expect one.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

China | Gansu Province | Ja Lama

Who was Dambijantsan?

A Buddhist monk; a freedom fighter for Mongolian independence; the descendant of Amursanaa (1723–1757), the Western Mongol who led the last great uprising against the Qing Dynasty of China; the incarnation of Mahakala, the Buddhist god of war; bandit, torturer, murderer, or evil incarnate? During his lifetime no one was sure who he really was, and even today the controversy about his life continues.

Born in what is now the Republic of Kalmykia, part of the Russian Federation, Dambijantsen traveled throughout Tibet, India, and China before arriving in Mongolia in 1890 where he tossed gold coins to bystanders and announced to one and all that he had come to free Mongolia from the yoke of the Qing Dynasty of China. After disappearing almost twenty years he returned to lead the attack on Khovd City, the last Chinese outpost in Mongolia. Honored by the Eighth Bogd Gegeen, the theocratic leader of Mongolia, for his efforts in achieving Mongolian independence, he went on to establish his own mini-state in western Mongolia, which he hoped to use as a base for establishing a Mongol-led Buddhist khanate in Inner Asia. His dictatorial nature and unbridled sadism soon came to the fore and he was finally arrested and imprisoned in Russia. After the Russian Revolution he returned to Mongolia, gathered new followers around him, and established a stronghold at the nexus of old caravan routes in Gansu Province, China. He robbed caravans, grew opium, and once again dreamed of creating a new Mongolian khanate in Inner Asia. Finally the new Bolshevik government in Mongolia, fearful of his rising power, issued orders for his assassination. Dambijantsan died in 1922, but in Mongolia legends persist to this day that his spirit still rides on the wind of the Gobi and continues to haunt his former lairs.


For more on Dambijantsan see False Lama of Mongolia: The Life and Death of Dambijantsan


China | Gansu Province | Jiayuguan | Ming Fort

Jiayuguan Fort is located on a terrace between the Wenshu Mountains on the south and the Heishan (Mountains) on the north, 4.2 miles from the Overhanging Wall.
Wall from the Overhanging Wall to the Fort
The fort was built in 1362 under the command of Ming General Feng Sheng. The craftsman in charge of construction, Yi Kaizhan, ordered all the material needed in advance, and according to legend his planning was so meticulous that when the fort was completed there was only one brick left over. During Ming times the fort marked the westernmost point of Celestial Kingdom, and because many of the various branches of the Silk Road funneled through here the location became known as the “Greatest Pass Under Heaven.”
Jiayuguan FortThe walls of the fort are thirty-five feet high and 3406 feet around the perimeter.
View from instead the Fort
On the eastern side of the fort is the three-storied Guang-hua Men Gate (Gate of Enlightenment). On the western side is the 56-foot-high Rouyuan Men (Gate of Reconciliation), added to the fort in 1506 by General Duanroheng. Those who passed through this gate were leaving China and entering the desolate land of the barbarians. Traders and adventurers who went voluntarily hoped to gain fortune or fame, but for those who went involuntarily passing through the Rouyuan Gate was their worst nightmare.
The Rouyuan Gate
Disgraced officials sent into exile, condemned criminals, fugitives, desperados, and homeless drifters all crossed here into the empty desert beyond. It was the custom for those leaving to write on the walls of the Gate poems expressing their feelings as they left the familiar world of China for the Unknown. Many were the heart-rending tales told here. Also, after passing through the Rouyuan Gate it as a custom for travelers to throw a stone at the western wall of the fort. According to legend, if the stone bounced off the wall the traveler would someday return to China. If the stone hitting the wall also made an echo one’s affair would prosper. If the stone simply fell noiselessly to the ground after hitting the wall one was destined to die in the wilderness beyond.
From the top of the Rouyuan Gate, beyond the much lower Wenshu Mountains in the foreground, can be seen the glacier-capped 18,000 foot-plus Qilian Mountains. To the north, beyond the Heishan, are the black ridges of the Mazong (Horse’s Mane) Mountains, with peaks up to 7500 feet-high.
Another view of the Great Wall from the Fort to the Wenshu Mountain in the near distance.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

China | Gansu Province | Jiayuguan | Great Wall

From Beijing I took one of the morning planes to Lanzhou, on the Yellow River in eastern Gansu, 704 miles to the west, and then caught the afternoon puddle-jumper on to Jiayuguan, 369 miles still farther west.
Lanzhou, on the Yellow River
In Jiayuguan I wanted to check out the possibility of making a trip to the Mazong (Horse’s Mane) Mountains to the north and Gobi Desert beyond.

The bus from the airport was not running—there were only about thirty people on the small plane and most of them seemed to be locals who were met at the airport by acquaintances. I had to take a cab for the six-mile trip into town. The cab driver was a woman in her mid-twenties. She delivered me to the Jiayuguan Hotel on the main city square and insisted on carrying my bag inside. I had read that the Jiayuguan Hotel was a dump and was going to stay there only because it was conveniently located. The accounts must have been written before a recent upgrade. The place now is quite up-scale and all the receptionists and even some of the waitresses in the restaurant speak English. The listed price reflected the upgrade—400 yuan for a standard room; more than the venerable Yong An, where I stay in Beijing—but this price was quickly lowered to 200 yuan when I showed signs of heading for the door. Mid-April is the off-season in Jiayuguan. All the while the cab driver was hovering by my elbow. Speaking through one of the receptionists she then offered to take me the next morning to the two most famous local sights—the westernmost extension of the Great Wall of China and the Jiayuguan Fort, on the western edge of town. A price was arrived at and we agreed to meet at nine the next morning.

There was some kind of settlement here in this wide corridor between the Qilian Mountains to the north and the Mazong Mountains to the north since at least Han times some two thousand years ago. More than a thousand tombs dating from the Wei (220-265) and Western Jin ((265-316) dynasties are scattered around the surrounding desert. During the Ming Dynasty the fort here marked the western limits of the Chinese Empire. The Great Wall, starting far to the east at Shanhaiguan on the Bohai Gulf, ended here, and in 1372 a fort was built to guard the border. The nearby town become knowns as “Jiayuguan,” which means “Barrier of the Pleasant Valley.” The city now has a population of some 115,000. Cement and fertilizer factories dominate the town, and iron ore and coking coal are mined in the nearby mountains. Although nowhere near as famous a tourist attraction as Dunhuang, some five hours by bus to the south, a fair amount of tourists stop by to see the Great Wall, the fort, and a smattering of other local sights. All serous Silk Roadies make an obligatory stop here because of its importance as a way-station on the Silk Road.

The day I arrived it had been very overcast and I was not able to be see much of the surrounding area either on the plane’s approach or on the drive into town. The next morning I was a bit startled when I drew back the curtains and beheld the glacier-capped 18,000 foot-plus Qilian Mountains dominating the entire southern horizon.
Qilian Mountains from Downtown Jaiyuguan
The town itself is at an elevation of 5385 feet. In the foreground to the south were in the much lower buckskin colored Wenshu Mountains. It was these mountains to the south and the Heishan to the immediate north and the Mazong beyond that funneled many of the various caravan routes of the Silk Road through this area. That is why during the Ming Dynasty this place was called “The Greatest Pass Under Heaven.”

The driver was right on time the next morning. Her name is Chan. She is in her late twenties I would say, very thin, with a finely chiseled face. I quickly discovered she did not speak a single word of English. For someone who works with the public she seemed intensely shy—or maybe she was just shy around foreigners. She would glance at me out of the corner of her eyes for a microsecond and than intently stare straight ahead, as if she had seen something she really shouldn't have. Our first stop is the so-called Overhanging Wall section of the Great Wall, 6.2 miles from the hotel on the city square. From the fort, 4.2 miles away, the Wall runs across flat desert and ends at the top of a high hill.
The Overhanging Wall
Beyond here the rugged ridges of the Heishan form a natural barrier. A wall was built here probably as early as the Han Dynasty some 2000 years ago but the current version dates from the Ming Dynasty.
The Overhanging Wall
After the fall of Mongolian Yuan Dynasty in 1368 a Ming army led by General Feng Sheng drove the last of the Mongol armies from the region. The existing wall was upgraded and new sections built in an attempt to prevent any further Mongol incursions. The pounded earth wall from the fort to the Overhanging Wall appears to be more-or-less the original version, but the brick section climbing up the spine of the mountain appears to have undergone extensive restoration.
The Overhanging Wall
Nearby is a newly installed suite of granite statues depicting various travelers, pilgrims, and generals who have filed through Jiayuguan over the ages.
Among the more notable is Lao Tzu, the founder of Taoism, who some sources claim made the first recorded trip through Jiayuguan in the fifth century BC. Lao Tzu was of course the author of record of the Dao De Qing, the seminal text of Taoism. Discouraged that so few people were willing to follow his teachings of The Way he mounted his black buffalo and rode westward. Here at Jiayuguan he left China proper and disappeared into the wilderness beyond and hence into legend. That he was supposedly between 160 and 200 years old when he made the trip brings the historicity of this whole account into question.
Lao Tzu
There is no doubt about the historicity of Xuanzang, the peripatetic pilgrim who passed this way around 630 on his way from Xian in Shaanxi Province to India. I have visited numerous places in Xuanzang’s itinerary, including Lanzhou in eastern Gansu Province; Turpan and Khotan in Xinjiang, Bodhgaya, site of the Buddha’s Enlightenment, nearby Vulture's Peak, where the Buddha taught, and the great Buddhist university of Nalanda, all in India; the Big Goose Pagoda in Xian where the Buddhist texts he brought back from India were stored, and his tomb at Xingjiao Temple near Xian.
Peripatetic Pilgrim Xuanzang with his panier of sutras brought back from India
Near the statue complex is Jiayuguan’s only Buddhist temple, which has recently been restored.
Temple
Nearby is another section of wall which is being restored and is not open to the public. When I expressed a desire to see it Ms. Chan took a dirt road to the base of the mountain and then led me up an extremely steep narrow foot path which ended at an opening in the wall where the workmen gained access. I had to admire her pluckiness. She was wearing street shoes and had to climb several of the steep sections of the trail on her hands and knees.
View of the Overhanging Wall, with Buddhist Temple at bottom left
We climbed onto the top of the wall, where several workmen were repairing the brick steps, and proceeded upwards. Ms. Chan really seemed to be enjoying herself. She whooped and hollered as we climbed higher and new vistas were presented to us.
The charming Ms. Chan taking a breather
I got the impression that she had been on the lower part of the wall where the workman were but had never before climbed to the top.
Climbing to the to Beacon Tower
From the tower we were presented with a sweeping view of the mountains to the north and south and the corridor between them which made this place so strategically important.
The Greatest Pass Under Heaven

Thursday, April 12, 2007

China | Beijing | White Pagoda

Spent the morning at Beihai (Northern Sea) Park in northcentral Beijing. The park is centered around a made-made lake created by Khubilai Khan, grandson of Chingis Khan and founder of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. Near the middle of the lake is man-made Qiong Island also reportedly created by Khubilai. The island is surmounted by a high hill, and on the top of the hill is the 118-foot-high White Pagoda. The White Pagoda was built in 1651 to commemorate a visit to Beijing by the Fifth Dalai Lama. (The Yellow Temple, where Zanabazar, First Bogd Gegeen of Mongolia, died, was built as a residence for the Dalai Lama during his stay in Beijing.) The pagoda was damaged during earthquakes in 1679, 1730, and 1976. It has just recently been refurbished in anticipation of the 2008 Olympics.
The causeway to Qiong Island with the White Pagoda on the horizonAnother approach to the White Pagoda
Climbing the steps to the White Pagoda
The White Pagoda with the Shan Yin Dian to the left.
The Shan Yin Dian (Hall of Beneficient Causation) was built in 1751 by Emperor Qian Long. On the side of the hall are 455 glazed tiles each containing a small Buddha in relief.
455 Buddhas of the Shan Yin Dian
Buddhas of the Shan Yin Dian
Statue of Yamataka inside the Shan Yin Dian
Just below the pagoda is the Yong An temple complex. In one of the temples are statues of the Dalai Lama, Panchen Lama, and Tsongkhapa, founder of the Gelug sect of Tibetan Buddhism.
Statue of Amitayus in the Yong An temple complex
Tantric Diety and consort in the Yong An temple complex