revenge of the prime target
This part of the province heavily depends on coal mining – much like the areas of Shanxi I had come through a few months ago (definition of hurt, mountain temples):
I wondered at this dude sweeping the ground in a world full of dust:
But then there were also other things to look at besides the effects of coal mining:
This is Huaguoshan 花果山, a Buddhist cave dwelling from the Tang-dynasty made into a temple.
I found the principal deity to look rather scary:
And there was another set of statues about the Journey to the West (history lessons, muslims and water fountains):
Apparently, Xuan Zang had come through here or something, which would make sense since we’re on one of the ancient Silk Roads.
Well, dust to dust…
I had lunch in a small miner restaurant where little kids were drinking beer and smoking cigarettes.
Then I entered the mine:
I don’t know how this could have happened, I would never intentionally set my foot into an area this sensitive, but somehow miraculously the dudes working there just waved me in and wanted to chat:
From what I understand, this is hard work, but it pays better than other jobs.
Of course I didn’t get to see the real black guys, as these dudes were only the ones working above ground:
I didn’t dare to stay long, lest we all might get into trouble, but I had a good time with the friendly bunch anyways:
The next bit of road was very relieving, since someone had pointed out a way to walk on the mountain side above the highway:
Towering above the dust and the exhaust below felt so good, I could actually take a deep breath:
And then I arrived at the historical center of attraction of the area:
Dafo Temple 大佛寺 of Binxian, also from the Tang-dynasty.
Someone has told me that I am often wrong. Well here we go again:
You remember me going off about the dumb “Cultural Revolution” cutting heads off of statues a few days ago (the prime target of the dumb)?
Well here’s the thing:
It happened here, too.
But according to what the curator told me, neither this nor the decapitations at Qianling had anything to do with the 20th century. In fact both took place about 1200 years ago, when Emperor Tang Wuzong 唐武宗 felt threatened by the rise of Buddhism and started a time of relentless religious prosecutions.
It feels weird being wrong in an article that I myself chose to call “the prime target of the dumb”.
Change of subject – there’s a very nice large Buddha statue in here:
It’s about 20m tall, and back in the nineties a team of German workers came over here to help make sure that it stayed intact:
“Big fat guys, those Germans” the curator told me, “and so hardworking – for lunch, they’d just get a tomato and a loaf of bread, and then they’d be back at work again! I think they didn’t like our food that much.”
Weird Germans.
Just how do you remain a big fat guy on a tomato and a loaf of bread?
joerg
hehe, die Deutschen,
Arbeit, Arbeit, Arbeit, und so gute Qualität,
eine Lederhose und einen Krug Bier, eine Tomate und ein Laib Brot!
hihi
diese kleine Bratze vom 18ten ist mein Lieblingsbild. Vielleicht hast Du mein Lachen in C. gehört. Der kleine hat sich sicherlich nicht über Dein Gepäck gewundert. Ich stell mir vor, wie der Dich anguckt und denkt: "Ga gaga stupid idiot! Why doesn't he take the train? ga gagaga und überhaupt, der typ sollte sich mal wieder rasieren!!!" hihihi
Schöne Grüße aus den verschneiten A.
joerg
PS. Gut zu hören, das inzwischen auch die 50km (fast) kein Problem mehr für Dich darstellt 😉
Maggie
hehe…
Christoph
joerg: Ich hatte auch das Gefühl, dass der mich eiskalt durchschaut hatte. Der weiß auch, dass 50km für mich ein riesiges Problem darstellen. Entlarvend!
Maggie: 😉
Vasco Carto
insane! ;O
Joshua
Strudel in the hotel of course haha