A Letter from China:
Shanghai, Yangshou, Wuhan, Prostitution and Drug Busts
Last month, a friend and co-worker of mine made a two-week
trip to China to visit a relative who’s teaching there,
and to see as much of China as he could see in that short
time.
A note he sent me from Beijing while waiting for his flight
back to Seattle contained a few surprises even for me.
Here’s an excerpt:
I can see why you say that Shanghai is like New York
if you want it to be. There were so many chic and trendy
neighborhoods. It’s a playground for Westerners in
many ways too, I think. I’ve also got good skyline
photos of Shanghai. I can’t get over the size of that
city. I think it’s like two Manhattans.
On another note, Guilin was nice, I thought, nicer
than Yangshuo. More to see, bigger, and not as much of a
tourist trap. I went on the boat tour down the river from
Guilin to Yangshuo. It was beautiful, but the whole time
the tour guide was trying to sell us more tours, lots of
people in my group opted to buy into this one ‘Shangri-La’
tour, but I honestly didn’t want to see it, they refused
to give me a ride back unless I also bought the tour, so
I just chewed the girl out a bit and got my own ride back
into town. The train ride from Guilin to Wuhan is a brisk
13 hours–ugh. And those trains are a trip–if
I could write, that trip alone would be enough fodder for
two novels. Luckily, I had the soft sleeper. I should have
spent the extra days in Shanghai (what a great city).
Also, some things that surprised me about China: Prostitution
is very prolific They have these ‘rooms’ that
have frosted pink doors that you can sort of see through
and see lots of beautiful women in there, and they are everywhere,
or at least in all the places that the buildings I wanted
to photograph were. (Don’t worry, I didn’t participate
there.) I was jolly pleased with the amount of ‘turn
of the century’ architecture….
Also, drugs are common in China. As a Westerner in
Wuhan, I think I was invited to some places the regular
folk might not see often; for instance, a night club where
people were devouring giant plates of cocaine in a private
room, the size of a regular night club, and it was packed
with people too. Don’t worry, I didn’t participate
there either, but I think they were amused at how my brother
and I were shocked. We must’ve looked like we saw
the Loch Ness monster. Last night we went to another a night
club, and the entire second floor of the place was quarantined
half way through the night by the local police–an
impressive sight to see them all storming in and secure
the place–and everyone there arrested onto buses.
It was a bust on people doing ecstasy, and there must’ve
been about 80 people busted. Believe it or not, my brother
said this show of force was his first taste of Communist
China after being here for eight months. He must mean explicitly,
because implicitly it’s all there. There is no tipping.
The food is negligible in cost. Mega employees in every
place of business, doing any meager job for long periods
of time….
Some of what my friend saw surprised even me. A decade ago,
prostitution was already as visible and prolific in China,
but it sounds like the visible drug situation is a bit different.
Marijuana and hash were becoming more popular with the rebellious
and non-conformist young adult sets, and one would hear rumors
of heroin use in the big cities … but giant cocaine
and ecstacy dens, at least in my experience, were still unheard
of.
May 2005