Showing posts with label Laoshan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Laoshan. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

The Journey to Laoshan

In all my previous travels in China, I’ve never actually been to an actual mountain in China. I’ve always stuck pretty close to the cities. So when Leslie suggested that we visit a mountain range while she was here, I agreed. We picked Laoshan (), since it is close and easily accessible from Qingdao.

Laoshan (aka Mt. Lao, and Mt. Laoshan), is a large coastal mountain on the Yellow Sea coast. During the height of Taoism, it was the home of nine palaces, eight temples and 72 nunneries. Today, only a few survive, including the oldest and largest of them all, Taiqing Temple. Laoshan is also renowned for it’s spring water, which is supposedly has healing powers and is what gives Tsingtao beer it’s good taste. 

So, after hearing all of that, how could we not go? 

Determined to go visit Laoshan, we asked the staff at our hostel about the best way to get to Laoshan the next day.  However, the look of shock that greeted us in response to our question was shocking to us. Too bad I didn’t have my camera ready to capture their expressions. Our conversation went something like this:

Me: “Excuse me, we want to visit Laoshan tomorrow, what is the best way to go out there?”

Hostel receptionist [look of shock on her face]: “You want to go to Laoshan? Really?”

Me: “Umm…yesss…? Is that possible?”

Hostel receptionist: “It’s going to be very cold if you go to Laoshan.”

Me: “I know. But we’re already here in Qingdao, so we might as well visit it.”

Hostel receptionist [looking perplexed by my insistence]: “Okayyyy…”

I should preface this by saying that at this point, I think the people at the hostel (and possibly the other people of Qingdao as well) already think we’re very bizarre for traveling to their summertime city in the dead of a very frigid winter. In fact, for a while Leslie & I were semi-convinced we were the only two tourists in the entire city. Ha ha. (We were most likely the only two guests at are our hostel though.)

Despite our hostel receptionist’s confusion, she was able to tell us which bus to take out to Laoshan and that night we prepared for a cold hike around Laoshan the next day.

Love locks attached onto a bridge at Laoshan

Now, before we go any further, I have to point out that Leslie & I were basically clueless about what we were going to do when we reached Laoshan and even about how to get there. We were basically completely reliant on the guidance and instructions of others.

 [More of our journey & pictures after the break]