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Article #337: A Silk Road Trip, or I Gobbed in the Gobi, China,1992, by Philip Spires

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In August 1992, myself and my wife, toiletries labelled Sham Poo and Foam
Caroline, arranged a trip to Poo. Lunch. Fourteen dishes. Duck,
post-Tiananmen China. It was in the days foo-yong, cucumber, cabbage, oyster
when the London China Travel office was mushroom chicken, coriander pork, steamed
on Cambridge Circus, opposite the Palace buns, steamed bread, rice, beef broth and
Theatre on Charing Cross Road. It took noodles, pork and green beans, pork and
me at least twenty books, a late-night sweet chili, chicken and squash, plain
Japanese television series and several noodles, water melon. Then to get the
months to plan and arrange the trip from essential torch for the caves. Houses
what was then our base in Balham, south huddled together. Wood stores for winter
London. In those days, you could arrange piled on top. View across the roofs like
the visit via China Travel and then, as a scrap heap. Ground level claustrophobic
long as the itinerary was lodged in stoneware maze.
advance, you could travel absolutely Cave day. Mogao Buddhist caves - closed
independently. Everything was pre-paid, from 12 to 2, full day needed for perhaps
but on setting off, we had no tickets or the most stunning sight on earth. 400
confirmed reservations apart from our air 'caves' (some cathedral size) in a
tickets in and out of Beijing. As ever, I sandstone gorge, between 400 AD to 1100
kept a journal of the trip, which ran to AD. Utterly dry, always dark, perfectly
more than fifty pages. A few years later, preserved. Everything painted. Tang
I condensed the experience to two sides period complex and colourful. A world of
of A4, ignoring rules of grammar and scenes by torchlight. Buddhas reclining,
syntax, and produced the following sitting, standing, posing. Thirty metre
ramble, a perhaps poetic impression of seated figure with thousands of unsmoked
nearly a month of travel. cigarettes and coins on his lap as
Ex-London while the Sun dissected Michael offerings. Shock of Qing-renovated cave
Jackson's nose and praised Boardman's with Taoist figures. Ghoulish features,
hooterless gold-medal bicycle. Air China contorted, and a face in the groin. 40
to Beijing, where taxis cost more than caves seen in the day, archaeologist as a
Lonely Planet predicts. A Chinese personal guide. Stunning. Fourteen dishes
character itinerary from one Tim Han of for dinner.
China Travel whilst fellow workers drool Desert bus back to Liuyuan. Always a
over televised lithe Afro-American fight for seats. Three dusty hours. Train
sprinters at the Olympics. Then to the to Lanzhou. 800 miles along Gansu-Qinghai
no-longer Forbidden City. Piles of local mountainous border. More black desert,
tourists to negotiate. then yellow earth. Jaiyaguan fort at the
Four hours of Xinjiang Airlines to limit of the Ming empire. Overnight by
Urumqi. Signs in Chinese and Russian plus train. Country changed. Mountain pass,
Uigur written in Arab script (a recent green rolling hills and stepped fields.
innovation). Land lines across Inner Wheat harvest in. Straw dollies like
Mongolia. Why and how so straight? Urumqi children at assembly. Houses still of
multiple-peaked. Piles of coal, scruffy rammed earth. Lanzhou a thriving
high rise, snow-capped Bogda Shen at industrial city. Thirty hours of travel.
street-end. Pavement fortune tellers, Walk by Yellow River.
traders. Food stalls. Women washing Fish in hotel restaurant tank all dead.
sheeps' stomachs in a stream, tripe Lanzhou bus expensive. 50 fen per trip.
kebabs. Uigur town now Han Chinese, Radios and knitting banned. Han dynasty
populated by Shanghai overspill, over flying horse and bronze warriors. Steamed
2000 miles from 'home'. The second long carp with rape on menu. The fish comes
march. first. Train to Xian through yellow loess
Uigur breakfast. Hot sheep's milk, country. Deep furrows and gorges. All
Chinese tea, flat tomato bread, sugared flat land cropped. 500 miles overnight.
tomato and cucumber, pickled cabbage, Terra cotta warriors facing east to guard
thin congee, sheep's milk butter, two Qin Shihuang's tomb. Made in pieces.
giant sugar lumps. Uigur market. Fruits Assembled in situ. Partly excavated
amid a forest of hanging lamb. Chinese section where piles of dismembered limbs
market. Live vegetables and meats. Tank emerge from the earth. New terra cotta
over-spilling with energetic eels (unit warriors for sale from the factory behind
price). Self-knotting spaghetti. the museum. Exact replicas of originals.
Woman losing her gold watch at an illegal Wheeze at the thought of the whole thing
'find the lady'. Policeman looking on. as a sham for the tourist trade.
Tears when the loss hits home. Renmin Xian, like all Chinese cities, a square.
Park for noodles and rocket-fuel chili Roads straight, intersecting always at
sauce. Bag slashers with finger-ring right angles. Ancient centre walled, Ming
knives on a crowded bus. Care needed. rebuilt. Old mosque exquisite. Xianyang
Car to Turfan. Fertile valleys. Barren nearby, with Seventh century Qian tombs,
mountains. Occasional snow. Road museum with another 3000 Han terra cottas
ploughed. Kazak yurts. Semi-sunken like a football crowd. Train to Beijing.
shade-making rammed-earth Uigur villages, 800 miles, 26 hours. Houses often caves
invisible at a distance save for chimney in valley side. Later immense flat land,
smoke. Steep downhill gorge, spectacular maize everywhere.
river, rocks, white water and slate-grey Temple of Heaven, Tiantan, and then
hills. Into Turfan depression, Beijing Opera. Pause for beer at wayside
snow-capped distance surrounding grey stall. Served by moonlighting trainee
stone pit 100 miles across. 42 degrees at stockbroker! Breakfast pickle amazing,
its base, 200 metres below sea level. Car like four year old camembert out of a
ahead leaving tracks on molten road. A shotgun. Takes the head off. Great Wall.
hefty gob from the driver irrigates. Gobi Mucho touristico, but still stunning.
means stones. Plenty here. And then Like climbing a giant ladder in places.
green. An oasis. A giant mirage? "I climbed the Great Wall" T-shirts,
Turfan. Latticed vines for street-shade. prices lower the further you climb. Must
Hanging raisin grapes. 15 yuan fine for be the air. Ming tombs dismissed by
casual picking. Hotel tea in galvanised guide-book. Wrong. Amazing barrel vaulted
buckets. Turkish-style dancing and music. rooms nine stories underground. Jade
Genghiz-sacked rammed-earth cities of doors, carved thrones, marble, marble,
Goachang and Jiaohe. Painted tombs and marvel. Reminiscent of renaissance Italy.
brick minarets. Flaming mountains. Karez Everlasting bricks etched with names of
underground irrigation system. 3000 their makers. Souvenir jade boat for
kilometres of channels. 1500 years old, 55000 pounds.
gravity-fed from mountains at the White drapes over erotic statues in
depression-edge. Uigur culture's greatest Tibetan Lama Temple. Same bestial content
feat, and in full working order. in wall paintings. 24 metre gold Buddha
Bus to Daheyan. Two hours over bumpy through the incense-blur. No smoking
stones to depression-edge. Dump of a signs everywhere.
railway town. Coal heaps, box buildings, Mao's Maosoleum an emperor's tomb. Lines
waste land. Two women at war on station for queues painted across the square.
forecourt. Ramming victim's head onto the Feet pointing north towards Tiananmen
ground. Blood. Onlookers. Inaction. A Gate, upside-down feng shui. He is shiny,
tense town of resentful postees. waxy and painted about the face. Moving
500 miles to Liuyuan in Gansu. lines file past on either side. No
Featureless flat grey shale stone. pausing. Outside, stalls with Mao
Spectacularly unique. Snow mountains to T-shirts, Mao key rings, cuddly toys,
the north. Utterly empty, save for post cards, magic lantern shows. Mao
smoking coal towns. 40 above in summer, Zedong candy floss by the armful. Then
30 below in winter. Overnight by train. Great Hall of the People. Dining room for
Dawn reveals same massive scene, now in 5000. Now fast food for tourists. Great
brown. Hall chop sticks, cigarettes, T-shirts.
Arrive Liuyuan. Daheyan writ similar. 120 Great Hall of the People cuddly toys.
miles south across the desert (black at 2500 miles. Three and a half weeks. 5
first!), past remnant ramparts of Han destinations. 50 caves. 6000 terra cotta
Dynasty Greater-Great Wall. Camels and warriors. 1 each Great Wall, Forbidden
dunes of Taklimakan, world's largest sand City, Beijing Opera, Mao Zedong. Hundreds
desert. Near Dunhuang oasis blossoms of tombs, temples, pagodas, parks,
again. Sand and scree suddenly crop and bendi-buses and bicycles. 3 silk shirts
tree. Feitian Hotel, with complimentary on the Silk Road. One amazing trip.






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