Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Lion's Head Mountain (獅頭山)


Quanhua Temple

Originally I was going to do this hike the day before, but slept through the two alarms I set. Today however I was going with a friend, so even if I couldn't fall asleep until three in the morning, I had to wake up on time. We took the 7:16am local train from Banqiao Station to Zhubei in Hsinchu County. The timetables (in English!) on the Taiwan Railways Administration (TRA) website make travel planning around the island easy enough, and the trains are incredibly punctual. The train was mostly empty so we were able to find seats for the little over an hour ride, chat and watch the uneventful scenery pass by. From Zhubei Station, after some searching, we found the bus stop for the Taiwan Tourist Shuttle. There we stood around talking about (among other things) the differences between  馬馬虎虎, 不錯, and 爛, comparing what our Mandarin teachers have taught us versus what other Taiwanese people have said. We both started studying about four months ago with different teachers, so often we compare notes and the awkward language-related interactions we've had with people.

Soon enough the bus arrived and we continued our journey for another hour and a half to Shitoushan (獅頭山), or Lion's Head Mountain. The shuttles are a great addition to Taiwan's ramping up of its tourist industry in the past few years, even if it's most all local Taiwanese people that use them. These inexpensive buses (often times more economical and far reaching than public buses) run directly from various train stations throughout the island to popular tourist destinations (historic areas, monuments, mountains, lakes, national parks, etc.). For day passes I've paid as little as 50NT and as much as 150NT (US$5).


Lion's Head Mountain Trailhead

From the Lion's Head Mountain Visitor Center, which we couldn't find as odd as that sounds, we took another shuttle to Quanhua Temple, which dropped us off in the parking lot below it. We climbed up the stairs to the temple, along with a number of locals and in a few minutes we were in awe of both the temple complex and the view. Early February is also the beginning of cherry blossom season, so our timing, despite the overcast weather for the day, seemed well suited. There are modest accommodations for local and foreign guests to stay overnight at the temple, which I debated doing when I originally planned the trip, as well as simple vegetarian meals available on the lower level, but we continued onward.


stairs up to Quanhua Temple 

Quanhua Temple

cherry blossom season at Quanhua Temple

Quanhua Temple

Quanhua Temple
overcast view from Quannhua Temple

view of neighboring temple from Quanhua Temple

Quanhua Temple

Along with Quanhua Temple, by far the biggest in the area, there are also numerous smaller temples along the mountain. I came here in anticipation of going on a three-to-four hour hike, more so than a temple tour, but the paths between temples were uneventful and the majority of the walking we did was along a small rural road between the lion's so-called head and tail areas. Still, the magnificent temples and views at the beginning of the walk, and the natural caves and gorge at the end made the nearly six hours of travel worth the less than three hours we spent there.


trail between temples

Kaishan Temple area

trail along cliff face

Taiwanese hikers, well Taiwanese people general, like to eat and eat often. As usual, there were numerous rest areas along the trail with small stone tables and chairs or covered pavilions where people would be congregated, relaxing. I'm always impressed with the spread of food that locals bring with them on hikes as I sadly nosh on some packed fruit or bread-like products (though this time I had Cliff Bars from my recent trip back to the States). Hiking, like many activities in Taiwan, tends to be a social experience and it's not uncommon for me to get a peculiar look when a group asks me if I'm by myself. Actually I prefer the solitude because being away from the city gives me the time and space to play with my camera and mull over my own thoughts.


roadside picnic

Lion's Head Trail

Without realizing it, we ended up back by the Lion's Head Mountain Visitor Center, where the first shuttle bus dropped us off. Again, we couldn't find the visitor's center (not that I was searching that hard at this point as the maps were no longer of importance to us). I misread my hiking book, so finding the Shuilian Trail took a little while and some unnecessary backtracking, but we found it soon enough. Though it's a short trail, there are some impressive natural caves and a small gorge that is nevertheless stunning to look down upon. (I'm hydrophobic so any body of water that makes me want to go swimming has to be amazing.) At the end is Shuilian Cave (水簾洞), or Water Curtain Cave, which has a temple built into it. Behind steamy panes of glass are three Buddhas (they may have been other gods or goddess as it was hard to see) that were a peculiar, yet familiar shade of yellow. We jested that these butter-colored Buddhas were actually statues made of butter encased in a giant glass refrigerator that once a year would be cracked open for some sort of elaborate Buddha butter festival, 很奇怪.


Sticky Rice Bridge on the Shuilian Bridge Trail

Shuilian Bridge Trail

A Thread of Sky (一線天), Shuilian Bridge Trail

Shuilian Bridge Trail
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We both passed out on the bus ride back to Zhubei Station, as I knew it would be unlikely that we'd get seats on the train. Heading back to Taipei, periodically we would be able to sit down, but then an elderly couple would get on and we'd yield our seats to them. Most places have common courtesy policies on public transportation but I've never seen it so well observed as here. Craving shaved ice, we stopped at Shilin Night Market for some fried snack foods and dessert (yummy matcha flavored shaved ice topped with red beans). I've lived in Taipei for nearly a year now and have managed to avoid this place (the tourist night market in Taipei), so I was rather unimpressed with it at this point, having been to most all of the other popular ones already. The only thing comical was that the vendors on carts were on high alert that night (maybe they didn't have licenses and the police were out?). Seemingly randomly (even when in the midst of cooking up someone's order) they would all pack up in unison and roll their carts away, pushing through the dense crowds at an alarming speed. People were pushing one another to scurry out of the way, and I almost got taken out by a scarf vendor who showed little mercy to the hordes. After a few minutes, they would open back up, only to do the same routine again later.


Friday, January 31, 2014

Dihua Street (迪化街) New Year Market

Dihua Street Market (view from inside the Yongle Fabric Market building)

Wednesday was my last day of teaching for the week before Chinese New Year. I only had my morning kindergarten class, which I let get more out of control than usual as we just played games and goofed around. Somehow I've earned the nickname Crazy Teacher Bum-Bum from my students, which I've done little to stop. Each of their parents bought snacks for their lunchtime party, and I got to sample some rice cakes, crackers, and weird but delicious chewy seaweed candies from Japan that I'd never seen before. Since I had to bike up to Zhongshan for my Mandarin lesson, I decided to stop at Dihua Street to check out their annual New Year market. For the three weeks prior to Chinese New Year, the otherwise quiet market of dried foods (more for commercial than individual retail) transforms into a crowded street packed with locals buying candy, dried foods, and other miscellany for the holiday.


Dihua Street Market

various people on ladders promoting their shops

candy by the pound was the most common commodity for sale

often vendors use pictures of satisfied customers to promote their product

I can read the Chinese but that doesn't mean I get it

veggie chips seemed to be the second favorite commodity

veggie chips by the pound

and more candy

Dihua Street Market

Dihua Street Market
In the middle of the market is Xiahai City God Temple (霞海城隍廟), which on the 13th day of the 5th lunar month has one of the liveliest celebrations in honor the city god's birthday (I missed it last year due to work). The rest of the year, worshipers flock here for the Old Man Under the Moon (月下老人, the god of Love) to make an offering, state who they are, what attributes they want their future spouse to have, and what they will do in return for having their wish granted. For awhile a Taiwanese co-worker was trying to get me to go with her to do this, but it never came to fruition, which is good, lest I accidentally end up married.


Xiahai City God Temple

Xiahai City God Temple

Dihua Street Market

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the random things you find when snooping around vacant buildings


Chinese New Year's Eve at Longshan Temple (龍山寺)


新年快樂!

Since I'm trying to save up money for post-Taiwan travel, I decided to stay local for the six days I have off of work for Chinese New Year. I asked some of my Taiwanese co-workers for suggestions of what to do, but most of them just grumbled about going to visit their grandparents in the country, eating too much and getting fat. I didn't know Chinese New Year was a fifteen-day festival (or that it's called Spring Festival, 春節), until the first time I was in Asia during the holiday. (I was in Battambang, Cambodia and though Cambodians don't celebrate it, the Chinese immigrants that disproportionately own most all of the businesses do, so this second largest city was basically shut down for a week.) Growing up, my family would get together for a big dinner in Chinatown, say gong hey fat choy and pass around  hóngbāo (red envelopes holding money), but that was about it.

I had planned to spend the first two days catching up on my Mandarin studies since most everything would be closed, but another English teacher friend told me that the temples are usually bustling with people coming to light the first incense of the year. So around 9 o'clock New Year's Eve evening, I rode my bike to Longshan Temple in Taipei's Wanhua District, the city's oldest district. The area is a bit shady, unlike any other area I've been to in Taipei, with the "park" (a large area of concrete) in front the temple filled with various aged men who seem to live there, chain-smoking, playing cards or the like, and eyeing the people that pass by. For such a densely populated city, it's surprising that this is the only area where I've ever seen homeless people, except for the few around Taipei Main Station. The area is also known for prostitution, and generally they're forty-plus in age (someone explained to me that when the government made prostitution illegal they allowed those currently in the profession to be grandfathered in, hence why it's mostly older women visibly waiting around the night market area for clients. I haven't really verified this reason though.)

I arrived as people were finishing up an impromptu fireworks show, lighting up a truckload's worth on the street in front of the temple. Cars were still using the road, so a self-appointed man with an air horn would warn traffic every time the next round was lit. The crowds stood closely by, and the sky would rain down bits of cardboard, paper, ash, and occasionally a piece that was still aflame. Some would malfunction a shoot horizontally into the crowd, one hitting the man with the air horn, catching his sleeve on fire. In that same round, a flaming bit dropped down on an unsuspecting woman's shoulder and the people around her patted her down until it stopped.

[Disclaimer: I took most all of these photos with my phone, so excuse the picture quality (not to imply that my nighttime photography skills otherwise are any good).]

firecrackers in front of Longshan Temple 

the crowd hardly keeping a safe distance from the fireworks

the guy here would sound off his horn to warn traffic that the fireworks have been lit
(later he was hit by one that malfunctioned and his shirt sleeve momentarily caught fire)

the truck collecting the used fireworks boxes

I watched the fire spectacle until my friend arrived and then we entered the temple, walking around and catching up with each other. Two large lanterns (one of a horse, the zodiac animal for the new year, and the other of a traditional spherical lantern) were placed just inside the outer wall and people stood in line to stand under each one and say a prayer. Entering the inner wall crowds were reading prayer books, walking around with incense sticks praying to various gods, or just sitting along the steps lining the inside of wall talking with family or staring at their smartphone screens. Later, they started chanting and my friend and I sat along the wall listening. We decided to stay and wait for midnight.

Longshan Temple, view of inner wall gate

a lantern celebrating the Year of the Horse

lines of people waited to say a prayer under the lantern

inside Longshan Temple, crowds gathered to light the first incense

Longshan Temple, inside


At midnight the temple was packed, and the monks on the upper level began another chant that lasted maybe twenty minutes, ringing a large bell, and later hitting an equally large drum. (Video footage more for sound than picture is at the bottom.) Again, we stood and listened, watching a dense line of people with incense sticks snake their way through the crowd up to the main room and then on towards the back of the temple. After the chant, we bought some incense sticks (10NT) and followed the crowd, bowing and praying to each of the gods and dropping one of our six incense sticks into each of the six incense burners along the way. I'm not Buddhist, Taoist, or religious but a few years back I started mimicking religious customs at temples, wishing good health and happiness to my family and friends. Is that tacky? I don't know, but I do it with sincerity for whatever its worth.

It was around a quarter to one by the time we finished. The neighboring night market looked like it was still somewhat open, so we walked up and down the street, snacking on stinky tofu as we passed the various food, tchotchke, and porn vendors. Biking back home from Longshan only took about twenty minutes, as the roads were mostly empty, so I was able to run every red light. I plan on moving in a month, and I'm not looking forward to starting over, memorizing the timing of the lights of all the intersections in my new area so I know when I can and can't make it across.

As for the rest of my time off, I'll probably go hiking and hopefully post some more entries.


at midnight the temple was packed as monks led a chant

people offer food and pray

a hanging lantern in Longshan Temple

at the rear of the temple people pray to the different gods and drop their incense sticks into the various burners

lighting candles

lanterns lined the sides of the temple's outer wall

Longshan Temple, side exit


For audio of the chants:


earlier in the evening



after midnight