Objavljeno od strane: zoranzivlak | 18. septembra 2011.

O Nulti i prvi dan

Oteglo se sa pocetkom putovanja. Trebalo se par dana odmoriti od naporna leta, aklimatizovati, privici na sestocasovnu razliku itd, itd. Uglavnom, trkao sam se u nedelju ( na vec spomenutom biciklu, koji sam provozao samo malo dan-dva ranije), posle trke izvadio iz kutije i sklopio moga ata, a u ponedeljak odvozao prvih (opet) 40ak km.
Nazvah to nulti dan, jer bese to nesto vec vidjeno… svojevremeno po velikoj suptropskoj kisi poslednjih, olimpijskih cetrdesetak kilometara pored ovog Cangping-a do trga Nebeskog Mira. I odmah po izlaska iz grada (predgradja, bolje receno) nalecem na kineza biciklistu, stupih sa njim u razgovor na pantomima jeziku i evo nas ocas do grada. Grad, kako to kineski zvuci. Kako se iznenada pojavio, prvi kineski prijatelj na dvotockasu i nestaje. Samo mi ovlas na karti pokaza gde smo i ode na drugu stranu; stopi se sa hiljadama onih na dva, a i tri tocka koji voze ulicom, posebno namenjenom za voznju besumnih prevoznih sredstava. Ja mislio da znam gde sam- kao bio, vozio, snalazim se… za tih par ulica, ispade da mi je trebalo vise vremena nego sa periferije do iza Zabranjenog grada. Eh, te dinastije. Da samo znaju sta im rade juzno od te njihove zabrani. Nastaje moderna trgovacka cetvrt, Prepuna belosvetskih i domacih turista (taj dan je bio praznik Meseca), pred cijim ocima nestaju hutonzi (skromne prizemljuse, pa tako citava naselja) i nicu velelepni, bljestavi izmamivaci para- u ovom slucaju sve jaceg juana. Za dolar 6,3, a za jevro 8,5 RMB.
Vecera sa prijateljem Jankom i njegovom prijateljicom. Zdrava hrana, mahom- kuvano…a Janko se poceo intezivno baviti drevnom medicinom. I u tom razgovoru prodje vece, a sutradan poranih u prvi dan.
Izlazak iz grada k`o na navodjenje- sve je dobro obelezeno, samo sto ide malo sporije, jutarnja je guzva. Pored Kineskog aeronautickog centa i polako preko sest prstenova (po kojima kao neki sateliti zuje milioni auta- bas javljaju kako ih ima, privatnih 100 000 000 u celoj Kini) opasivaca grada, lansirao sam se u Kinu. Koliko je to ona prava Kina, ne znam? Taj dan stizem u posetu poslovnim partnerima „Capriola“, u jednu od pet fabrika korporacije „Vader“. Nalazi se u mestu Wuqing, satelitkom gradicu Tinjan-a. Sve je to sada slobodna ekonomska zona. Ona cuvena Den Zao Ping-a „nije vazno da li je macka bela ili crna, vazno je da lovi miseve“… Ogromni prostori (a od centra tog „gradica“ do fabriketine je vise od deset kilometara) su izparcelisani i gde nisu nikle hale tu su panoi sa slikama buducih gradjevina, saobracajna infrastruktura je do perfekcije sredjena (ali ih to ne sprecava da i tu voze, recimo u suprotnom smeru), a zelene povrsine blize su po svom izgledu nekom parku nego beskrajnom prostoru, doskora vodoplavnom i zamocvarenom. Stambena izgradnja je posebna prica. Po broju kranova moglo bi se reci da nicu ne nove cetvrti, blokovi, kvartovi, vec gradovi. Tako je bilo i u prethodnom gradu kroz koji sam prosao, Lung fengu, i sve propratio sirom otvorenih ociju.

Kad bih samo mogao malo manje usi da drzim otvorene, jer zvuci koji se cuju u saobracaju su nemerljivi. Nesnosna buka, sirene visokih tonova neprestano, non-stop, od ranog jutra do veceri rade punom snagom. Trubi se stalno i kad treba, a cini mi se i kad je najnepotrebnije.
Morao sam to da spomenem, a jos jace no sto je ta buka da istaknem gostoprimstvo gospodina Zao Majkla. Dovoljno je reci domacinski sam primljen- pa i ja mu dodjem k`o poslovni partner. A proizvode, kaze 8 mil. komada godisnje. I vise nego po jedan tocak po nozi stanovnika Srbije…
Eto, zasto se malo otegao pravi pocetak mog putovanja!

Day zero and day one.

Everything seemed to last forever from the very beginning of the trip. I definitely needed some time to rest from a tiring summer, get used to the weather as well as a different time zone, and so on and so forth. Anyhow, I took part in a race on Sunday (on the bike I’ve mentioned earlier, I didn’t get to ride it more than a couple of days before the race), afterwards I took my own machine out of its box, and drove the first 40 kilometers of the path all over again on Monday.

I decided to call it Day Zero because this is something I’ve already been through… riding the last, Olympic 40 kilometers next to this Canping, down to Heaven’s peace square – in a heavy subtropical rain. And just when I was outside of the town (or better yet the suburb), I ran into a Chinese cyclist, started a mimic conversation and before we knew it we were headed towards the town. The town, how Chinese does that sound! The same way he came out of the blue, my first Chinese friend disappeared; he showed me the way on the map and went to the other side, along with the rest of those who ride down the cycling routes. I was convinced I knew where I was – turns out, it took me more to pass these few streets than I drove from the suburb to the Forbidden town. Destinations, destinations… If only they knew what happens down south. Down there is formed a modern shopping square, on places where had previously been an entire village. The value of a dollar is 6,3 and of a euro – 8,5 RMB.

That night I had dinner with my friend Janko and his girl friend. It was a healthy meal, so to say, because almost everything was cooked. We spent the evening talking about Janko’s interest in ancient medicine, and the next morning I got up early to prepare myself for Day One.
I found my way very easily – the path was clearly marked; the only thing that was slowing me down was the morning traffic. I passed the Chinese aeronautical centre, slowly over the six rings that surround the town, and I launched myself to China, trying to grasp if I am already part of the real deal. Later that day I went to visit my business partners ‘Capriola’, in one of the five factories of the ‘Wader’ corporation. It is situated in Wuqing, a satellite ‘’little’’ town of Tinjan. Now we’re talking about a free economical zone.  Like Den Zao Ping once said, “it doesn’t matter if the cat is black or white, what matters is that it hunts mice”.  It is actually a very big place, completely divided in parcels, and on the spots where there are no buildings yet stand billboards that show a newcomer that is being built. The traffic infrastructure is perfectly organized, but that doesn’t stop them from driving in the wrong direction sometimes. There are parks all over the place, and it seems as if there was a huge space filled with water, that is now covered with green carpets here and there. If you start counting the cranes in the streets, you will get the impression that not only new buildings and squares are rising, but also new towns. It is the same in the previous town I’ve passed through, Lung Feng, and my eyes were wide to this miracle.

kraj je i pocetak, ili ti svi putevi vode u Peking

kraj je i pocetak, ili ti svi putevi vode u Peking

sa prijateljima i recnikom na veceri za praznik

sa prijateljima i recnikom na veceri za praznik

imperatori polaze

imperatori polaze

sredjeni, bucni kineski drumovi

sredjeni, bucni kineski drumovi

g. Zao ja i nasi biciklovi 1:8 000 000

g. Zao ja i nasi biciklovi 1:8 000 000

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  1. Kineska mi hrana u pekingu nije prijala. U hotelu sam uzimala samo hranu iz dela određenog za kontinentalnu hranu.


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