D-Day in Tiger spring, the thousand shutter stare of groupless travellers among tourist guide battle cries.

October 28, 2010

In a Chinese phrase, Hangzhou is described as heaven on earth. (more precisely, in air you have heaven and on earth you have Hangzhou), this proved to be a very successful pitch. Not only did it made the city one of the old capitals of China but it also skyrocketed the place as a major tourist spot for internal travellers. Multiply this fact with some million people cramped in buses and you know why you should avoid West lake on a sunny Sunday.
Once you cross the bared cultural wasteland (but technological breeding ground) of Binjiang, the road towards city center is full of sights, retreats and natural escapes depending on your choice. Tiger Spring was always the epicenter of controlled tourist explosions. Small armies from the outskirts of China constantly disembark from their vehicles, stretch, and immediately assume carefully planned formations for maximum efficiency. Equipped with small flags, valor, energy, water bottles, matching uniforms and a fearless leader that screams in shrivelling (ear torturing) bursts, they attack every chosen landmark on sight. Amid tourist guide battle cries, marching flags and rhythmic songs you, the lonely mercenary that just happen to be on the wrong place at the worst possible time, have to reach the ticket booth, pay the ticket, (if you are below 1.2meters entrance is free) and push your self inside the gates.

Letting your guard down once inside is ill advised, yes you circumnavigate the first waves, but now you have to fend all excited intruders – pillagers and photographers. Every step is a possible landmine, walking inside the line of sight of thousand shutters trying to capture victory signaling girlfriends on top of rocks. In the end you walk around in a daze, the infamous thousand shutter stare. Feat for the lonely traveller is the ability to extract photos of natural beauty without swarms of excited passerbies trotting inside. The actual spring is surrounded by an interesting tale of discovery by thirsty tigers, hence the name. You can still taste the water and climb the stone tigers after waiting patiently in line… Plenty of opportunities to disappear into the woods, through various shortcuts, if you get hit by sudden turistophobia lapses. Interconnecting ant nest hill paths will lead you somewhere eventually, going feral every now and then is good for the urban dwellers.


6 Responses to “D-Day in Tiger spring, the thousand shutter stare of groupless travellers among tourist guide battle cries.”

  1. feifei said

    wo, really nice pictures!! like them a lot!!
    by the way, how are you, D? when will be back in london?

  2. kamikazzzi said

    Ni hao, i am not going back to London until next autumn, September probably. I am good, here embracing life in China. So you are a master now. Good luck with the job hunting. Shanghai is close by.
    Hey my Chinese teacher told me that fei fei means gorilla! is that true? : )

  3. Katerina said

    Πολύ ωραίες οι φωτογραφίες με το παιδάκι και τη τίγρη! Ώστε κάνεις και παρέα με γορίλες τώρα?

  4. skoupidiaris said

    Χρόνια πολλά ρε ξαδερφάκι! Ολα καλά κει πέρα?

  5. ΓΔΣ said

    Να στείλω και εγώ ένα σημάδι ότι πέρασα από την πηγή των τίγρεων, πολύ υγρή μοιάζει με το Πήλιο.
    D-Day ξέρεις ποιά μέρα ήταν;

  6. ΓΔΣ said

    …Μα τι λέω είναι φανερό ότι ξέρεις

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