Buddha Toes

A three day weekend is always something to celebrate, but when in China, it means a weekend getaway of exploring giant Buddhist statues, seas of bamboos and kite flying in a park exploding with plum blossoms. Though I adore my kids, it was nice to not teach on Friday and take a train down to Wuxi, a city a couple hours outside of Nanjing. The “K” train there was an experience; the cutest family next to us provided lots of entertainment, though I could have done without the smoking corridors. It is a good thing these kids are incredibly darling, or the crying would have been a bummer. However, this boy sitting across from us was just too cute to be bothersome, even when he did fuss and squirm…and those split crotch pants crack me up everytime I see them. We certainly hit the ground running on Friday, snagging the city bus for a mere $0.45. We hadn’t quite mastered the city buses in Nanjing, so Wuxi seemed the perfect time to test out that form of transportation. The loud shaking was a nice addition to almost hitting motorists. But we got there safe and sound.

Prayers and quotes and such.

In Hannah’s words, “This place is like Disneyland for Buddha”. Imagine a park of Brahma palaces, pagodas, bronze carvings depicting Buddha reaching Nirvana, a Xingfu Temple and a Buddha statue to rival the Statue of Liberty.  I went to Wuxi with 2 other girls on the program, and we felt writing a prayer and lighting candles and incense was how we should start our day in the park. Each of us lit and candle, a stick of incense, and wrote a quote or idiom that seemed fitting. We hung our prayer among the crowded rows of others, written in Chinese, leaving a little piece of us all there. The day was misty and humid, creating a mist that floated below the classic city haze, but also made a great backdrop to the swirling smoke of incense (and produced fabulously puffy hair).  

Winner.

I had a good omen about the day when I threw a coin into Buddha’s hand in the wall carving, and it’s hard to pick favorites but a definite highlight was hanging out at Buddha’s toes. The incense was right in front of the largest hand I have ever seen. A friend of Hannah’s said they to Wuxi on their China trip and it was completely swarmed with people, meaning their pictures weren’t nearly as cool as these. Each of use had our own minute gazing up at the top of the fingers, trying to take it all in. By take it all in, I mean realizing we were cavorting around China and will be for the next few months. 

I'm not one for high fives, but I made an exception.

The giant statue is the obvious main attraction, so it’s where we headed to first. I mean, it's pretty difficult to miss. Even in the misty atmosphere, you can see a gigantic statue of Buddha towering over various Buddhist temples, leafy tree tops, and other structures. You climb an infinity of stairs, and are stopped to pose with various people for photos. One man holding a darling baby asked us to take a picture with his kid...well actually, he said "I think my son wants a picture with you". I'm very impressed his 6 month old child spoke such impressive English. Once you reach the top and your limit of being in a million creepy candid photos, you've made it. A small museum sits atop the mountain just below the Buddha but it’s the elevator ride up that makes you feel like you are in a hotel lobby…that and the wifi. Of course, there is wifi at the top of this massive statue of Buddha. Why not? I got in a pretty good neck crane when I was giving Buddha a high five, but that was nothing compared to looking up when standing at his feet. It made me feel so tiny, being at the feet at such an incredible huge statue. 

The statue is enormous and gives a stunning view of all the sites below, shrouded in a mist of humidity and pollution. People left little snacks on top of an alter between the right and left feet, and several people came up to the Buddha to offer a prayer which was neat to see. Really though, I think my favorite part of today was hanging out by Buddha’s toes. Us three were up there chilling between the toes for a solid 30 minutes, just snapping pictures and walking around the whole thing, looking at the valley below. It would be cool to see how far you could see if there wasn't a thick wall of cloudy gray to block your view. The only reason we came down was because we saw the huge lotus flower fountain sculpture start to open up and music blasting through the park. A mad dash brought us down the stairs but we missed the show due to a photoshoot. This lady was the cutest and wanted a photo and every form of communication possible. Though we missed the presentation because it took a while to exchange WeChat codes and Facebook information, she did insist we take a box of crackers, a bag of peanuts and a few sesame cakes. Picnicking near a still-under-constriction pagoda tucked away in a neighborhood that hugs the side of the park is highly recommended. 

Buddha. Toes. 

We weren’t sure this attraction was part of the park, but it was the ideal place to nosh on our snacks and have our own little photo session because an abandoned pagoda and courtyard demands such behavior. It also provided a place to rest a bit - climbing all around the place can be exhausting. Recharged after snacks, it was time to explore the gardens and make our way over to the Buddhist temples, complete with incredible reflecting pools that housed brightly colored fish that shimmered near the surface if the limited sunlight hit them just right. Timing was on our side because the minute we finished with the temples, the Lotus Flower Fountain show started up again. The music was oddly reminiscent of Arcade Fire’s “Wake Up”, and helped make the whole show mesmerizing. A statue of Buddha slowly is revealed as the giant lotus flower unfolds, showered with fountains that burst from 9 dragons that surround the structure. The whole park creepily emptied out at an alarming rate, leaving us the only people in the park for a solid 10 minutes as we tried to find the exit, trying not to panic that we were going to be trapped in Buddha’s park for the evening. Turns out, everyone dashes to the gift shops before closing, and we shortly met up with the hordes in the trinket section. A bus ride, a trip on the metro, a hilarious instance of getting our hotel address wrong from their website and getting the metro staff to give us the correct one, failed and successfully attempts to catch a cab and a mixup about our hotel check in ended the evening. The concierge seemed confused we all wanted to share a king bed, but we got that sorted out in time to absolutely collapse into bed to get enough sleep for our adventures tomorrow.

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