Kunming Travel Blog› entry 29 of 111 › view all entries
Feeling lazy we woke up around 10am, we had already set an agenda for the day and it was to do what we had not done the previous day. We would be heading in the same direction as yesterday so it should not have proved to be a difficult day, I was wrong.
We got up and dressed and headed for a park with lakes that seemed pretty interesting on the map, using bird like logic I looked at the map on the wall in the hostel lobby, and looked at the city and headed in a straight line fashion. After believing we were on track for about thirty minutes we suddenly found ourselves very lost. Not having any real clue where we were or how to ask we debated getting a map, now most usually there are old people slapping maps in your face every ten minutes, not today though, so we had to look around to see what kind of place would sell them.
Lost with an unreadable map?
Walk around in vague circles till you find a distinctive looking landmark, such as a park or pagoda, and then attempt to find a similar shape on the map.
Rather fortunately we walked into one of the main squares spotting a rather old and lovely looking archway, as we walked further down we past the famous blind masseurs spot where locals often come to be massaged by the blind.
The park was a wobbly circular shape with lots of small lakes making up paths throughout the park. It was obvious this park was where musicians and bands come to practice, and as is common with China lots of people gather to dance, I think this is an exercise thing as it tends to be middle aged people and upwards.
Once again, we were lost, having taken some interesting side routes we ended up without a clue. As my father once said, “nothing ventured, nothing gained” (this was while we were installing the carpet in my room and guessing length to cut). We had discovered an old courtyard with lots of old people playing Chinese chess, which is also incredibly common. The trees and flowers were all overgrown but that added to the rustic beauty of the place, feeling like we had sort of imposed on a secret garden we snapped some photos and were on our way.
We eventually discovered a bike store we remembered from our taxi journey to the hostel and our hopes were up, we had a choice of four directions. One we had come from so that was three, one we knew the taxi went up so now there was two. A one in two chance and we still got it wrong. We walked around a huge block only to end up a few hours later exactly where we had made the choice of street. Now with only one option left we headed down that street, after a little while we decided to stop and ask a guard where we were on our map. The absolute git pointed above the park lake we had been to earlier, me being skeptical about his IQ level decided to ignore his guidance and continued along the road which did eventually lead straight to our Hostel.