November 12, 2006
A Plethora of Squares
I headed out early Sunday morning to see as much of Dalian as I could. Not really knowing exactly where to start, I decided to head to Olympic Square to check out the stadium where Dalian Shide play, arguably the most popular Chinese football. There are signs of the team everywhere around the city which is pretty cool. It's not quite like someplace like Chapel Hill, NC where even the street signs and fire engines are tar heel blue, but I guess Dalian is close as it gets for China--there are football monuments everywhere and big signs in shops encouraging the boys. I'm a fan.
I wandered around the stadium and managed to sneak in a gate that wasn't quite locked. The field seemed really cool but I didn't get a chance to really look around too much because I immediately got shooed out by some official. Oh well. I went in search of a jersey to buy as a souvenir but unfortunately was unsuccessful--they only had extra extra large. Maybe I'm wrong, but who are they kidding? How many Chinese guys are actually going to fit into those?
From Olympic Square I walked east toward People's Square, formerly known as Stalin Square. This was basically just an open field by some government buildings. There were only a few people milling about, though I'm told it's a fun place to be at night. As I walked through, I wondered what prompted the name change. Was it changed back when Mao and Stalin broke ways, or was it something more recent? I'm not quite sure.
After a mediocre lunch, I made my way past Victory Square to Labor Park, a large park area complete with amusement park, fields, gardens, and some animal exhibits. I took a chairlift up the hill to the TV tower of the city and was rewarded with a wide sweeping view of the entire city. Viewing the panorama confirmed my impressions of the city--it is a brand-spanking-new city with nice tall buildings, open squares, and parks, good urban planning...and almost no culture to speak of. It seems like a great place to live and to raise a family, but also seems relatively soulless. One of the first thoughts when I arrived was that I could have been in any American city. I'm not quite sure what that says about American cities, but I don't really want to explore that issue quite yet.
Even better than the chairlift ride up was the promise of a "landslide" ride down. Dalian, much like the mutianyu section of the Great Wall, has an alpine slide! For those who haven't had the pleasure, you basically sit down in a little plastic thing with a lever in between your leg. You push it to go and pull it to break--gravity does the rest. I think I've been on about a dozen of these rides in my day, but the Chinese guys running it didn't trust me and so had someone go in front of me to make sure I made it okay. The problem with this is that he kept stopping and looking over his shoulder, presumably to make sure I hadn't fallen off or something, the end result being that I had to constantly slow down.
After walking through the rest of the amusement park, I decided to head to Friendship Square. Friends are always nice to make, right? Instead of finding any friends there, I found a somewhat bizarre orb-like sphere in the middle of a rotary. It was lit up with all these different colored lights and seemed like it should have been hanging from the ceiling of a disco. Not quite sure what it was doing there but I guess I shouldn't complain--apparently it exudes friendship.
Danny and I enjoyed a fancy German dinner and then headed back to the university where I decided to investigate the television show "Prison Break." I guess this show is moderately successful back in the states but for whatever reason it is HUGE in China. Almost every kid I know has seen it and loves it, especially the girls. Not knowing anything about it, I dove right in to episode one. It seemed like a ludicrous premise for a show, but for some reason I was pulled into watching the next episode. Next thing I know, I was six episodes in, hoping I wasn't getting dumber by the minute. I guess it's just one of those mindless guilty pleasures...
Posted by awolfe at November 12, 2006 9:55 PM
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