Markets as Mirrors

As my semester in Xi’an comes to an end and I am about to return home for the holiday, it is time to recall what I’ve learned from being here and what my daily life has been about. I’ve spent the vast majority of my time learning the Chinese language because it is truly the key to understanding the life and times of the Chinese people. However, my life outside the classroom has been equally instructive. The opportunity to use what I’ve learned and pick up more as I go has primarily been the domain of the market. Part practical and part passion, the markets of Xi’an have been my second classroom. The buying, selling, and haggling of the market is a part of my everyday life. It can be said that China is just one big marketplace where everything imaginable is bought and sold. It’s true and just as China has many strata of people, the farmer, the laborer, the businessman, and the bureaucrat to name a few; so are the ways and means of shopping stratified. From the sidewalk to the flea market and from the Wal-Mart to the department store and everywhere in between- commerce defines the lives and life of the city.
Modern China is teeming with energy. On its streets and alleyways there is an electricity in the air. It comes from the ever-moving mish-mash of people and sound, struggle and joy, constantly to be negotiated and renegotiated at the whim of time’s changes. It is a hustle; life here is one never-ending lesson in how to hustle. The primary agent’s of this lesson are the street merchants, peddling their bicycles and pushing their carts in every part of the city. They sell everything on the street and much of China’s vivaciousness comes from the freewheeling and spontaneous ability to but anything at anything at anyplace. Food, street food, is the backbone of this style of commerce. From kabobs to candy, fresh fruit, bread, dumplings, stinky tofu, popcorn, backed potatoes, noodle bowls, and nuts to name a few. The variety is dizzying and the price is rock bottom, perfect for the on the go lifestyle. At night some street food stands will put up small tables and stools turning the sidewalk into a makeshift restaurant. On the market streets the alley is shared space, a common living room for merchant and customer alike. But that is just the beginning.

In many ways the streets are a market unto themselves. Posters, pets, socks, cell phones, DVDs, pirated CDs, and not just these. In the constant drive to stake out a living by undercutting the price of more permanent stores, the cities street vendors breath life into the lower classes of society because without these street vendor much would be out of reach. That’s not to say that even the richest can’t enjoy the humblest of street food. However, in the never ending price war that is capitalism, most street goods sellers are participating in an illegal venture. Some street sales are allowed with a permit but the volume of street vendors makes their business hard to stop. But when the police do arrive, I have seen stampedes of street vendors running- goods in hand.

At the opposite end of the spectrum are the luxury supermarkets and department stores. Catering to the wealthy strata of the population, these places and often western in appearance, housing international goods, and sparkling clean. In many ways when one walks into these places they are entering a whole new world defined by a whole new set of attributes, separate from those that quickly come to mind when thinking about China. In contrast to life on the outside, these places are quiet, ordered, clean, new and luxurious. The floors sparkle, the employees always smile, and the customers make way for one another and line up. At the Metro, a German owned mega mart similar to Costco, all one's foreign craving can be satisfied. French wine, German pickles, American beer, Greek olives, goat cheese, salami, Belgian chocolate, and even avocados! To a Chinese customer, these ingredients are a sign of refinement just as they are in the West.

Not only are the goods inside a sign of change but the fact that the Metro is primarily accessed by personal automobile. It’s location is too remote from high density residential areas for walk up customers to enter, A membership card also stifles the average Chinese person from entering. But exclusivity is one of the things you pay for when you go to one of these places. The prices are a bit higher, they are harder to get to, and sometimes entrance requires an added price but sometimes, if one can afford it, it is worth it to step out of the masses of a moment.
In the middle of these two poles is what would be best translated as a flea market. Many small vendors each with a hole in the wall store, congregated together in one massive amalgamation of goods and services, sometimes unified by common products sometimes not. This is the way the vast majority of Chinese go shopping. It is these places that make it seem like China is one never-ending shopping mall. The small size of each store gives a few major benefits for buyer and seller alike. The buyer can go from shop to shop looking for the best price for similar goods. The seller keeps costs down by limiting inventory and rental costs. The Bai Hui flea market focuses its goods on young adult consumers. Clothes, shoes, and accessories dominate the fist level while electronics DVDs, musical instruments, and sporting goods are on the second level. Here you can also pickup a snack, get a haircut, or even a tattoo! In others the association is even more lose with luggage and fish being sold side by side. And still others sell identical products side by side. At the tea market on culture street, dozens of tea stalls are set up side by side selling almost exactly the same teas. Here, the tea ceremonies provided by each shop make up for the identical nature of the product since each stall can only fit one customer at a time. I’ve also seen electronics markets, animal markets, electric bicycle markets, and construction supply markets. This style of commerce, which features many small vendors as opposed to the single large vendor characteristic of the US, fits in with China’s needs as a country. Labor is certainly in no shortage and this allows many people to make a lifting off of life’s necessities and luxuries. Also because here are so many sellers this system actually conforms better to the tenets of capitalism than our trend toward big box mega stores.
One other market style is the market street and it has two major forms. One is very similar to a farmer’s market. The other is an amalgamation of similar stores but instead of being housed under a common roof they share the same street. Sometimes these two are merged to create a bazaar like market street. This style is typified by the Muslim street, Hui Min Jie. Hui Min Jie is the shopping street that surrounds the Great Mosque of Xi’an, one of the four oldest in China. In the past, it was one of the centers of long distance trade and many craftsmen set up shop here. It is one of the best areas In Xi’an to by cultural goods like painting, silk, tea, and nick-nacks as well as knock off western apparel. The street also has many restaurant and snack shops that feature local specialties like persimmon cakes. The style of this alleyway marketplace has perhaps the longest history of any of the aforementioned styles. It blends all aspects of life together and its atmosphere is lively and exciting. Places like these have weathered many changes and I have hope they will survive through the road expansions, high-rise constructions, and growing car culture. Like most things in China there are endless variations between all of these market styles. Each exists to cater to a different kind of Chinese person, a testament to China’s diversity. It is in this way that markets are a mirror to society not just mere places of commerce

The Mid-Autumn Festival

I wake up and moonbeams play around my bed



Glittering like morning frost to my wondering eyes



Upwards the glorious moon I raise my head



Then lay me down and thoughts of home arise



These words written by the famous poet Li Bai during the Tang Dynasty to describe his feelings of loneliness and homesickness during the Autumn season. This poem is the mantra of the Chinese Mid-Autumn- a festival that is in many ways similar to Thanksgiving. It is a time for family to come together, to share a meal, and to reconnect. China is a vast country and many people both in the past and the present have looked to this holiday as a moment of homecoming.

In the West this festival is known as the Moon festival because the day of the festival coincides with the day in the lunar calender in which the moon is the most full. The deep mythology surrounding the holiday is also centered around the moon. First, Li Bai's poem uses the moon as a common reference shared by all of the places on earth. Basking in the glow of the moonlight, staring up at the sky, one can imagine that they are home looking at the same scene. This sentiment is also embedded into Chinese mythology. For one, the moon is that place that the aforementioned Consort Yang went after her death to wait for her emperor Xuanzang. She also took a rabbit with her to stave of her loneliness and that is why the face of the moon can look like either a rabbit or a woman's face to the Chinese mind. Also connected to the moon is the moon cake. A doughy, filling-stuffed cake is pressed with auspicious symbols and eaten under moonlight. The fillings range from rose, to watermelon seed, and even grass (some good, some not so good).This homemade mooncake is filled with rose, walnuts, and sesame. In addition to the cakes many round fruits are also shared as gifts since the shape is similar to the moon. The roundness also represents the unity of the family.

The Mid-Autumn festival is a moment of family gathering that is gaining more and more importance as Chinese society adapts into a highly mobile, industrialized, consumer society. For both rich and poor, Chinese family's are changing. Buying a train ticket at this time of year is especially hard because of the massive number of migrant workers who flood China's train stations looking to return home. In the southern mega city of Guangzhou, which is home to many export oriented businesses and a large portion of China's 200 million + migrant workers, between 68,000 and 70,000 passengers a day flow through its major train station. I recently had the opportunity to engage some mid-level energy bureaucrats in a discussion about Chinese cultural change. They were mostly male, between the ages of 30 and 60, both rural and urban, and party members. I asked them about how and why China's family structure is changing and they gave me a few answers. First is the one child policy, this is of course going to affect the traditional family structure because it is limiting the size of the extended family. The Chinese have a term for the often self centered and spoiled only child that is the result of this policy- little emperors and princesses.

Second was industrialization. Industrialization affects the family two fold. One is that is pushes urbanization and two is that changes the fundamental working unit for value production from the family to the individual. Most of the bureaucrats thought that China's young people were much more individualistic than their older counterparts and more concerned with money. Third, was that the family was not changing that much. Family is still very important to the Chinese people. Remember that the Chinese have a long history of ancestor worship and that China is a country where children are the social security system. Many families still live close to their parents and use grandparents as the primarily child care provider. Still it is hard to ignore the changes that the average Chinese family is going through in the wake of China's massive economic reorientation. This makes family holidays like the Mid-Autumn festival all the more important as China looks to hold onto its roots as it reaches for the sky.

For me, now that Thanksgiving has come and gone, I too feel that sense of distance from my home so eloquently stated in Li Bai's poem. China is certainly not the US and it is easy to feel alone in a place so far away from the familiar. It makes me thankful for the technologies that bring to you my thoughts and feelings on this blog and allow me to call home when the timing is right. I would also like to thank you for reading and commenting on my life here in China it brings me back home and reminds me that I am part of a network of family and friends that transcends our individualistic world. And that for me is the true meaning of these holidays.

Long Lost Club Photos

In the theme of nightlife, I was asked to include some photos from inside one of Xi'an's nightclubs. So in order to placate these demands  I went camera in hand to one of Xi'an's most popular nightclubs, Club Salsa. Don't let the name fool you there was no Salsa music being played, just extremely loud house techno.  Without further ado, Club Salsa......

 

    The Bar at Club Salsa w/ flash   And without flash

                       

This way to the Bathroom.....

Dance China style...

     

                       

The future is here!

So You Think You're Punk Rock.....

Last night I found myself with a unique opportunity; the opportunity to see an underground punk rock show and to view first hand China's counter-culture. I expected to find some watered down version of the Ramones or an grating high-pitched scream fest that would inevitably drive me out the door. Now in my day I have been to quite a few punk shows with mixed results. The best provide an energetic atmosphere that makes you want to go out of control and the worst leave you standing stupefied at the awful sound that's assaulting your eardrums.


So, I entered the cave themed nightclub "Before Sunset" with a diverse cadre of foreigners who hailed from Germany, Italy, Slovenia, France, and of course the good ole' US of A to find a packed house of black clad Chinese punk rockers. The headliner of the night was a Beijing Ska band named SKO but the highlight of my night was a SoCal inspired pop punk band that brought me right back to my high school days. I must say that they knew the in's-and-outs of SoCal pop punk better than I thought a foreigner ever could. The MxPx shirt on the bass player gave me a hint that Chinese kids aren't exactly ignorant to non-mainstream American culture. Here is a video for added emphasis

All of this really brought me back to thinking about how far reaching American culture really is. It isn't just mainstream American culture that is adopted worldwide but all strata and variation of American lifestyle. In American eyes, America seems isolated from the rest of the world; surrounded by oceans and hostile to immigaration or foriegn influence. Punk music is often an angry response to this feeling of isolation and in many ways in the US it is a maginalized and obscure prospective. I know many punks feel the urge to reject American culture without realizing that they are very much a part of it. The sense of alienation amongst youth born into a complex and frightening world is common and America's youth have a great opportunity to express this feeling and be heard. You may not think that your country of 300 million is listening to you but a world of 6 billion is. The world is listening.

And it isn't just punk rock and metal but hip-hop culture has a profound influence as well. The youth of the world seems to pay more attention to Ameica's hip-hop videos than it does to the inner-workings of its politics. In the Bai Hui flea market there are numerous stores selling G Unit, LRG, Sean John, Phat Pharm, and other clothes targeted at America's black youth. I always have to chuckle when I see a skinny little Chinese kid in the overly baggy jeans with a G-U on each butt check. I think that one of the least understood facts within the American black community is the shear scope of their global influence. Most of China's nightclubs actually look like the ones in hip-hop videos. America's cultural diversity is unique and it is imparitive especially for its marginalized groups to understand their place as cultural leaders in the world.

As for the Punk rock concert I went to, it was a blast. Not only were the Chinese punks familiar with American punk music they also were knew the mosh pit. Jumping, pushing, and whiling out of control the pit was an energetic frenzy. I felt like I was in awash in a sea of Chinese punks but they could not push me down. Just as the thought of invincibility entered into my mind a kid jumped backwards off the stage and right into my face. I felt my nose stream with blood but nothing was broken. After hundreds of punk shows in my life the first to draw blood was in China. Alas, I had a good time, China is certainly fertile ground for punk rock.

Xi'an: the Natural Setting

A broad and fertile river valley, a massive granitic mountain range crowned by jagged peaks, rolling hills made of loess and silt, and one massive sprawling capital city. Sounds like I could be describing the San Joaquin Valley of central California but no this is North China's Wei River valley. This valley is home to Xi'an not Sacramento, to the QinLing Mountains not the Sierra Nevada, and is the cradle to many millennia of Chinese civilization not to the agricultural payload fueling California's economy. The single largest difference between these two places is its orientation- the Wei Valley stretches East-West while the Sierras are a North-South range.

When the ancient ancestors of the modern Han people reached this fertile valley, named Guanzhong 關中 , they created a sedentary farming population from which an agricultural civilization with specialization of labor and a written language. The valley's fertility comes from the silt rich Wei river, the largest tributary of the Yellow, and the snow capped peaks of the QinLing range. The stability of the region's climate provided consistent harvests of wheat, millet, fruits, vegetables, and nuts. This breadbasket provided supplies for the armies that would conquer most of what is today modern China and bring back tribute to the emperors in Xi'an.

The Qinling Mountains not only provided a steady stream of water to the valleys farmers it also protected these ancient Han peoples from Southern intrusion. Without such steep mountains, the north was less easily defended thus spurring the creation of a northern Great Wall to protect country from the Northern nomads. The Chinese term for China, 中国, means middle kingdom and its entomology is derived from the Wei valley's location.

Seeing the parallels between China's Wei river valley can at first be quite difficult because it is hard to see past the gray haze of pollution that is epidemic in Xi'an. Much like California's central valley, pollution gets trapped in the valley due to its natural shape and is further exacerbated because of temperature inversions holding pollutants down near the earth surface. Most days the QinLing mountains are often not visible despite being under 25 kms away. Most of the energy generated in China comes from coal and coal burns dirty. Even my apartment building's heating system is coal powered. This smoke stack pollution mixes with construction dust, car exhaust, and the burning of agricultural waste to create a thick blanket of smog that is palpable. Yet in China, there aren't many alternatives. Coal is primary because it is available and cheap, two assets desperately needed in a developing country with 1.5 billion people, and the city is building a subway system to slow the purchase of cars and decrease the stress on its buses.

California on the other hand has a lot more flexibility in the way it can deal with its naturally exacerbated pollution problems. Perhaps Xi'an will be a reminder of what Sacramento could become without planning and China could learn from environmental strides made in a very similar natural setting.

Layers of History Part 2

The Terra Cotta Warriors is perhaps Xi'an most world famous attraction. It hearkens back to the feudal slave society that imperial China was built upon. The Terra Cotta Warriors are the massive tomb of the first emperor to unite North and South China- Qin Shi Huang. If the history is a bit fuzzy, he is the "Dragon Emperor" from the new "Mummy" movie. His tomb housed over 8000 life size clay soldiers each one unique and equipped with real weapons. In addition he created 180 war-chariots, 520 horses, and a command center for his generals. A tomb of this magnitude was built as a display to show the extent of his earthly power and also so that he could conquer in the after life. I have been told by my Chinese culture professor that Qin Shi Huang knew of a emperor of heaven and that the emperor must be very powerful but he had not heard of a emperor of hell and it was his ambition to rule the underworld as the emperor of hell.

With this army of clay Emperor Qin would conquer the underworld

Today, the site is very much a commodity much like many of the other historical sites of Xi'an. The entrance fee is 90 元，and the cost of the bus is pretty high, the cost of a guide is even more. Surrounding the complex is newly built stores where fake culture relics are sold at astronomical prices. On the inside I saw a set of 6 jade cups sold for 16,000 元 ($2400). The place is not used at all by the locals and its hollow facade was kind of disappointing but to be expected since so many foreigners go to visit. The contrast is quite revealing. The tomb was sealed in the second century BC and did not see the light of day until 1980. It sat underground a testament to an ancient time and reemerged in an era when China was not Imperial but Communist. It is very much a reminder of China's long and storied history but I cannot think of a monument more out of place with its surroundings.

In contrast to this disjointed place is Hua Qing Pool, a place that was continuously lived in from its creation until today. This place displays how the flow of time gives new meaning to ancient places. First built during the Tang Dynasty on the site of a hot spring to be used as a imperial pleasure palace. During the Tang dynasty the palace is most famous for the torrid love affair between the Tang emperor and the concubine of one of his son's concubines- Yang Yuhuan. The Tang Emperor Xuanzong would often take her there to recite poetry, picnic and bathe in the hot springs.Today a statue of her remains at Hua Qing pool as a reminder of her story.

Considered plump for ancient China, Consort Yang changed the

popular preferance from thin to full-figured women during the Tang Dyansty

Her beauty was claimed to be so into intoxicating that she played a part in a love triangle between the emperor, and a general named An Lushan. In Bai Juyi's poem on their love "The Song of Unending Sorrow," he wrote that the emperior was so in love with her that he ignored his governmental responsibilities so that "lavish all his time on her with feasts and revelry." But Consort Yang also had eyes for An Lushan whom she adopted as an honorary son. Emperor Xuangzong demoted An Lushan and the general then refused to attend royal functions he was invited to. 4 months later, the general rebelled and was successful in sacking the capital of Chang'an. This forced the emperor to flee to Chengdu, but his troops who blamed Consort Yang for this misfortune mutinied and refused to go unless Yang Yuhuan was killed. This rebellion marked the decline of the Tang dynasty since much of the central governments power was compromised in deals with regional warlords whose alliances were needed to defeat the rebellion. Thus from this place the stage was set for the "Golden Age" of imperial of China to come to an end.

The bedroom Chaing Kai Shek was kidnapped from was in this lily pond surronded pavillion on the right

Hua Qing pool would later be the stage for another important event in Chinese history- the Xi'an incident. This story is set under entirely different circumstances than the Imperial decadence of Consort Yang and Emperor Xuanzong but instead in the pretext of World War 2. The Xi'an incident involves the leader of Nationalist China, Chiang Kai-Shek, during the time when China was being invaded and occupied by the Japanese. Chiang Kai-Shek had followed a policy of non-resistance to Japanese aggression which infuriated most of the Chinese citizenry and members of his government. His focus lay on destroying China's Communist party and various regional warlords even though the Japanese were killing millions of Chinese. In an effort to end this bitter situation, one of Generalissimo Chaing's generals kidnapped him in order to force him to accept a military unification of Communist and Nationalist forces to expel the Japanese occupation. Without such an effort China may have been completely taken over by the Japanese and the course of modern history would be radically different.

Recreated over and over again as times and circumstances change, Hua Qing is a prototypical place to discover the romantic history of China. Generation after generation has carried the torch of Chinese civilization and put its own signiture on the land. But, perhaps more important than the different lifestyles and challanges each generation has faced are the threads of humanity that bind these stories togeather. It is the human dramas of love and betrayl, the thirsts for power, and the drive for justice that bring China's history to life.

Clogged Arteries

It has been found that the dynamics of vehicular traffic are nearly identical to that of the bloodstream and last night this was on full display. For the first time in my life I experienced true gridlocked traffic and its epicenter was on two of the largest streets in Xi'an- Chang'an South St and Wild Goose Pagoda West St.

Right now, traffic is Xi'an is already a headache since one half of Chang'an St is under construction for the new subway system. Because of this, the traffic that would take up both sides of the street are pushed over into a space designed for one side. I've seen at many points giant two storey buses driving in the same lane seemingly destined for a head on collision only to dodge each other at the last minute. Under this condition, Xi'an is constantly primed for traffic disaster. Yesterday it happened.

It was indeed the perfect storm, a Saturday at twilight- shoppers filling department stores, an important futbol game coming to a close, and eager drivers looking to beat the traffic. As I began walking home from the soccer game, I was floored by the number of people walking the streets. For me, it was like I was a fish pushing my way up stream. I thought it was just a abnormally busy Saturday but when I made my way up onto a pedestrian bridge, I could see the red lights of cars in standstill traffic stretch beyond what my eyes could see. I know that Xi'an needs a subway badly but the mess it is creating is beyond description.

The messages associated with the creation of the subway is one on modernity and civilization. The walls that create a barrier from the construction are covered in advertisements highlighting the Xi'an made of skyscrapers mixed with open green spaces, and an slogan that strikes at the heart of the governments desires- "做地鐡做文明人" make a subway, make civilized people.

But last night, was truly the most awe inspiring traffic nightmare I have ever witnessed- befitting of Halloween time. After fighting thought the crowds, we made our way to the epicenter- the gridlocked intersection. It was a mishmash of cars, trucks and buses some so close together they were touching and interspersed with pedestrians trying to make it across the street. The police had arrived to try to untangle the knot but their task was daunting. Some cars decided to drive on the pedestrian filled sidewalk to sidestep the gridlock. While pedestrians filled the streets in the in the the space after

the gridlock had stopped all vehicular traffic. It was a rare experience to be able to walk in the middle of one of the busiest streets in Xi'an during rush hour and not have to worry about the safety of your life. All in all, I think it is a testament to the difficulty of governance when population density is this high.

Layers of History Part 1

Generation after generation of Xi'an's residents have lived amongst history and given historical places new meaning and new stories as time has past. Just 75 years ago, Xi'an's city walls protected the city's commercial areas, government offices, and important cultural sites. To me, Xi'an is a constant lessons on the reorientation people and cultures make as time moves forward.

In the past, city walls were not only a sign of power and urbanity. In their purest form city walls were actually an expression of the Chinese relationship with the cosmos. Xi'an was planned as according to the world view of an ancient agricultural people and thus we can read the city like a book to glean knowledge from it.

Xi'an was first laid out in grid patterns, into four parts representing the quadrants of heaven. Each side of the square was enclosed by a city wall which could be identified by the daily position of the sun or one of the four seasons. The royal palace sat at the center of the grid and represented the polar star, a metaphor designating the emperor at the center of the nation.The main North-South Street, today named Chang’an Lu, represented the celestial meridian with the city walls and gates oriented around it to the cardinal directions. This focus on the cosmos in city planning is parelled by its importance for coordinating plantings and harvests in agriculture.

The South, the direction facing the sun, was the most favorable direction thus palaces and important sites were oriented towards it. Also now the smaller number of northern gates compared with the south. (For more info on the Urban Asia refer to Kim Wing Chan's work the Cities of East Asia)

Modern Xi’an still utilizes this ancient urban pattern. Four main roads emanate out from the Bell Tower in the four cardinal directions. In early Silk Road times, the types of goods being sold were determined by the position of the market in relationship to the center of town. In the western division, imported goods were sold while in the eastern division domestically made goods were sold. Today the Chinese word for things, dong xi, literally translates to East-West since the East and West combined amount to all of the things you could buy.

Today the city walls, like most ancient sites in Xi’an, are primarily used as tourist sites. You can pay 20 yuan and the wall is yours to walk in its entirety. It provides an elevated position to look down small back alleys on the inside of the wall and the never-ending viewscape of high-rises on the outside. It is a view into two different worlds. Modern Xi'an is a city of skyscrapers and within many are posh Japanese restaurants, Hagen-Daz ice creams shops, and Gucci boutiques as well as the international businessmen and government officials who frequent them. Many here can afford luxury SUVs a status symbol signifying not just wealth, but also physical/social mobility, and surprisingly cleanliness. In a country where the streets are littered with debris and sight is limited by an almost daily haze, the look of a polished black BMW SUV mirroring your reflection is truly striking symbol.

On the inside of the wall buildings don't usually top 5 stories. The mix here is equally as as enlightening. 20 years ago a campaign was started to change the exterior of buildings along the southern section of the wall to the Tang dynasty style. The inner road directly on the wall is now a cobble-stone walking park free from commuter traffic and lined with vendors selling goods of all kind. Bars, hostels, and restaurants sit in the shadow of the 20 meter high wall and the vision of an ancient China is sold to all who want it.

But along its less frequented sections a lives different kind of resident. Some of the poorest of Xi'an's people live within sight of the wall. After most of China's state owned enterprises were shut down many of the unemployed people disassembled the brick factories and made makeshift homes. For years, these people have lived in this condition and it is not always squalor. Yet the land they live on is now too valuable. New development is pushing them out and many of their questions about their futures remain unanswered- their lives clouded and mysterious.

For me the value of the wall is that it gets me off of the ground to a place where I can get a longview. But when I ask locals about the wall they say that they almost never visit. They do not need to seek a higher position to understand the life in this city. They live their lives within its shadow.

East Meets West

Xi An- this city is at the heart of classical Chinese civilization- continuously inhabited for over 3000 years, home to 13 major dynasties and the terminus of the Eastern end of the Silk Road. For thousands of years Xi'an was thought to be the center of the Chinese universe with the Emperor at its center.From this place the orders were given to create the Great Wall, to coin a common Chinese currency, to standardize Chinese characters, and to create a road network that laid the foundations for the China we see today.

So of course ancient sites abound. Scattered amongst modern high rises and neon lighted shopping malls are Dynastic palaces, sacred Pagodas, and ancient city walls. Just outside the city is the Terra Cotta Warriors, the resting place of China's first emperor, Qin Shi Huang, the man from whom China gets its name (in alphabetic Chinese "Q" is said like a ch).

With all this history, you might think that modern Xi'an is stuck in the past. Yet what I have found is a thriving urban setting that accepts international influences with open arms. In the two weeks that I have been here I have meet Germans, French, Ghanaians, Mongolians, Kazaks, Indians, Etrians, Jamacians, Mexicans, Slovaks, Swiss, Russians, and of course Americans from all over the country. The international aspects of Xi'an don't stop at its international friends; foods, fashions, and nightlife provide the most obvious examples of Xi'an cultural blend.

When Carly, Josh, and I settled into our apartment we threw a house warming party and invited our new friends. We went down to a international market not far from our University called "Metro." There I bought German pickles, Irish cheese, Ukrainian vodka, American Soda, and Chinese Peach juice and snacks. Never did I think when I came to China that I would be eating cheese that they sold at the Co-op.

Xi'an is like many other cities in that it has a energetic nightlife. With a range of options spanning from alleyway resturants to posh discos The posh nightclubs here are both intriguing and hilarious because the choice of themes reflects Chinese interpretations of foreign cultures.One style of disco in Xi'an draws much of their inspiration from American Hip-Hop videos. Flashing wall lights, tons of mirrors, lasers, and fog machines characterize these places. I promise photos are coming because words alone struggle to convey what is truly happening in China. I also went to a place called Club Havana where the house band was a Colombian salsa group.

Then you have the hostel pubs. One of the better one's in Xi'an claims to be the only Terra Cotta Warrior themed bar in the world. 

  

Here you can sit back and relax and soak up the best in what the hip Chinese subculture has to offer. The last time I went there I heard the stylings of the most well known beat boxer in Shaanxi province. After about half of his set a bare-chested Scotsman in a kilt with a feather in his cap starts rhyming to the Chinese guys beats. As a geographer, seeing this I just could help but think of the Silk Road. People coming from around the world trading their goods, blending their cultures, and sharing their stories.

Thus in many ways despite Xi'an's many changes on its way to modernity over the past few decades, it hasn't fundamentally changed. It is still a place where people are open to the new and exciting from across the globe. A place where people can come together to better understand each other. And a place where the exchange of ideas and goods has brought vitality and prosperity.