Taking in Qufu and Mount Tai Shan

Taking in Qufu and Mount Tai Shan

Jake MacLean We took (June 9) a three-hour bus ride to Qufu. We met with our tour guide, Kevin, for lunch at a restaurant. I tried a cooked chicken head for the first time.

Tasted like chicken.

After lunch, we got on something that looked like an urban safari bus to the Confucius temple. We toured the temple, mansion and tomb.

It was incredible to be able to see and walk on what Confucius had seen and walked on himself. We stopped at a gift shop in the temple, where an old man was painting characters and names on fans and scrolls.

The man had very good handwriting, and was very friendly.

After the temple, we went into Tai’An and checked into a hotel within view of the mountain we were to climb. The hotel was very nice.

Our room had four beds, one bathroom, a television and a mini fridge. Though I’m glad we only stayed there for one night, because the bars of soap were about the size of a quarter.

A group of us students went out on the town of Tai’An to see what the nightlife is like. It’s completely different than that in America. I hate to say it, but there just isn’t anything to do at night so far.

Bumping into “huggers”

Dan Copes Mount Tai Shan has some 7,000 stairs from the bottom to the top of the South Gate to Heaven. We took a bus to the middle and climbed 4,000 stairs to the top.

We were lucky, because the weather was not very warm and for the most part it was breezy.

Unfortunately my camera battery had died at this point, so I had to take pictures with my friend’s camera.

The hike was amazing. It took us around two hours to climb, not including the times we stopped to rest.

There are shops all the way up the mountain, which we learned were owned by people living in the mountain.

They often don't have money to pay for a shuttle, so they walk their shop supplies once a day up the mountain to their shops.

We had a strange experience on the way down the mountain. We ran into an old Daoist man, who seemed to want to hug us and pick us up in the air.

My friend Dan (Copes) and I couldn’t stop laughing, and neither could the old man. It was very odd, but funny. We learned from our professor that Daoists are often big “huggers” and some are homosexuals.

    — Jake MacLean, a senior Spanish major and Chinese minor