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Oh China, Part Two

Gate of Heavenly Peace, China (courtesy Laura Bond Williams)(This is Part Two of a two-part series by guest poster Laura Bond Williams, about taking kids to China. Click here for Part One, with lots of tips on long-haul air travel with children. Thank you SO much for this, Laura!)

In April 2008, we explored Beijing, China, with our daughters, ages 3 and 5.

We played hackey sack at the Temple of Heaven and hustled away from adoring crowds at Tiananmen Square.

We motored by Beijing’s National Stadium (dubbed the Birds’ Nest,) paddled boats on Lake Kunming at the Summer Palace and hiked the Great Wall.

Fun with Chinese hackeysack (courtesy Laura Bond Williams)Our daughters ate fried rice and ice cream at Golden Tripod Attic in Chaoyang (and twice, chicken nuggets at McDonald’s — I admit also drinking Starbucks coffee a few times.) We ate a fabulous Peking duck meal at the famed Li Qun Roast Duck restaurant in a hutong southeast of Tiananmen Square.

While we planned our trip, friends often asked, “Why China?” (roughly translated: “If you’re spending $4,000 on airfare and visas, shouldn’t you end up by a pool with a swim-up bar?”)

I realized that I’d hear that question for years, and it reveals both anxieties and curiosities about international travel generally — and specifically, about traveling with children.

People familiar with China worried about environmental and other health hazards including public toilets, Asia’s notorious “squatty potties”. Other friends were concerned about food (because kids are reputed to be picky,) homesickness and entertainment. How would we keep the kids amused?

Anxieties: yes, I had them all. But the bottom line is that there is plenty for kids to do, see and eat in Beijing. And we found a great solution for squatty-potty fears.

First, why China?

  • Reason No. 1 — Friendship and opportunity

Williams family at the Great Wall, China (courtesy Laura Bond Williams)Our trip to China was motivated by my childhood friend who moved to Beijing last year with her family. When she and her husband began preparing for their expatriate life together, I said that we would visit them anywhere as long as we didn’t need a dozen vaccinations or bodyguards. When she announced that they were headed to Beijing, I said, “We’ll come.”

So, while preparing for this opportunity of a lifetime, we were both practical and pragmatic.

Here’s my one practical tip to allay health fears: if you choose vaccinations for your children, make sure they are up-to-date with current requirements. My husband and I chose to have Hepatitis A vaccinations. The Centers for Disease Control Web site has more information. We didn’t drink tap water on the advice of our friends; they have bottled water at home. We bought bottled water at the store while out and about. Done.

About squat toilets; yes, they are a little intimidating. They have a fearsome reputation among women travelers and expats because of the likelihood of peeing all over yourself if you’re not positioned just right. (My kids also figured that out — fast.)

So here’s the good news: when the Chinese government began preparing Beijing for the summer 2008 Olympic Games, they put a high priority on improving public toilets. There are 1 or 2 “Western-style” toilets in nearly every public restroom. (The public restrooms near Tiananmen Square are pristine.) There, Chinese attendants saw our non-Chinese faces and politely guided us to the right stalls. You can buy some cheap souvenirs upon exiting the toilets (really.)

But in restaurants and in public spaces like Ritan Park, Houhai and Chaoyang Park, nearly all potties are “squatties.”

Enter a wondrous creation, the portable toilet. My husband carried it in his backpack, and voila, my kids could squat contentedly. We even placed it over squatty toilets a few times and didn’t use plastic bags. Done.

If you solve for those minor anxieties, the opportunities to enjoy Beijing with your kids are everywhere. You’ll find yourself:

** Jostling along in rickshaws around Houhai, riding the rides and walking the great rocks at Ritan Park.

** Absolutely captivated for a full hour watching acrobats at Chaoyang Theatre.

** Posing for photos in front of the Gate of Heavenly Peace and Tiananmen Square.

Hall of Prayer, China (courtesy Laura Bond Williams)** Shopping the stalls at Hongqiao Market, where I haggled on the price of pashminas and eager sellers dangled Hello Kitty watches at my daughters.

** Peering into the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests and seeing a 4-minute friendship bloom with a sweet-faced Chinese girl at the Temple of Heaven.

** Hiking more than a mile on the Great Wall at Mutianyu, their little legs pausing to rest at the guard stations.

And more.

These brown-eyed, blonde girls were minor tourist attractions nearly everywhere they went. Nai-nais (grandmothers) and college students wanted to sweep them into their arms. (My friend calls this awkward celebrity status the “Brangelina effect.”)

There’re not a lot of 3-feet-tall, pink-skinned children in China.

Truthfully, the adoration was not always welcomed; my 3-year-old began burying her face in her hands when a stranger approached and a camera came out. We politely declined a lot of requests to photograph and hold our children. Even when we felt a bit hassled, I was touched by how Chinese people simply adored having children around them.

Making friends in China (courtesy Laura Bond Williams)That memory is a sweet souvenir, which brings me to Reasons No. 2 and 3 why we wanted to go to China….

  • Reason No. 2 — Regret

We missed our first opportunity to go to Asia 8 years ago.

My brother-in-law and sister-in-law lived in Okinawa, Japan for more than 2 years.

We did not visit.

Enough said. That wasn’t going to happen again.

  • Reason No. 3 — Inspiration

One of the most spectacular human beings I ever knew was an American expat raised in Singapore, Taiwan and Hong Kong. His name was Scott Seator, and when we became friends in college, I never tired of asking him about his life growing up overseas. He shared with me a great love of and fascination with Asia. He had a head full of memories and anecdotes (of southeast Asia and many other subjects, like baseball and Stan Musial.)

Chinglish sign, or how Chinese and English don’t always translate (courtesy Laura Bond Williams)He opened up my world by simply being one of the kindest, most interesting and talkative people I ever met. Over the years I longed for the opportunity to see Asia through my own American eyes, and that yearning was a gift from him.

Though my children’s memories of China may fade, I believe that my husband and I gave them something else: a story and a seed.

My youngest may protest one day that she doesn’t remember the Great Wall.

My oldest may have watery recollections of the indoor ball pit and playground in Shunyi (her favorite places.)

Rickshaws in China (courtesy Laura Bond Williams)Here’s my goal: as long as we keep talking about it, the trip becomes part of their “when-I-was-growing-up” story.

Then there’s the seed. It’s already sprouting.

Yesterday my 5-year-old came to me with a small tin of candy from Jenny Lou’s grocery.

“Mommy,” she said, as she passed through the kitchen, “When we go back to China, can we get some more of these?”

© 2008 Laura Bond Williams

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Oh China, Part One

We discovered that the airplane is its own amusement for a lot of the trip (courtesy Laura Bond Williams)(This is a guest post by Austin-based writer and editor Laura Bond Williams; it’s Part One of a series about taking her two children to China, with tips for long-haul travel with young kids and impressions from her time in the country. Thanks for sharing, Laura!)

“Are you going to take the kids?”

That was the most popular question I got when I told friends and colleagues that our family was going to Beijing, China, for most of April.

(The next question was “Why China?” I’ll get to that another time.)

But the answer to the first was simple: “Yes, we’re taking them.”

Our daughters are 3- and 5-years-old. I was a little surprised that the prospect of a long haul flight (~14 hours) to a non-English speaking country with 2 small children was clearly beyond the comfort zone for many people.

I am here today to say “Fear NOT,” dear travelers. You TOO can make a 14 hour flight with a 3 hour connection, nearly 22 hours of door-to-door travel, with your kids. Just follow these 5 easy steps, and you too could be sitting pretty in a Shunyi Starbucks, observing the glistening haze of pollution overhead and watching cottonwood puffs swirl around you like a crazy springtime snow.

Of course, getting there is only a fraction of the vacation. The real work to prepare kids for the flight and the experience starts weeks in advance. So here are my five easy steps to embarking on a successful long-haul trip with little kids. Some are strategic, and some are practical. Mix and match them to make the perfect trip for you!

A little bit of familiarity can be a good thing for kids in a foreign country (courtesy Laura Bond Williams.)

1) Build curiosity. From the moment we bought our airplane tickets, my husband and I talked about China with our kids. Everywhere we went, we’d say “What do you think the park is like in China?” or “the grocery store?” or “the mall?” “Do you think they have Starbucks? Chick-Fil-A? Target?” “Do they have Chinese restaurants in China, or is it just food?” You get the idea. Build curiosity (including your own) with constant questions.

2) Tell everyone. We told EVERYONE that the girls were going to China. I mean everyone – including the woman at Costco who took their passport photos. Questions from friends, neighbors, classmates and even strangers helped us build our kids’ enthusiasm for the trip. My daughter’s teacher involved her preschool class, and they made a book of questions for her to investigate while in China.

3) Set expectations for the time change. Even though our kids are too young to understand time zones and the concept of the International Date Line, we began talking about the time in China. While our daughters were eating breakfast, we’d talk about our friends eating dinner in China. About a week before we left for Beijing, I started talking about the long flight. I explained we would eat dinner, then a snack, and then breakfast on the plane. And wouldn’t that be FUN?

4) Don’t underestimate their ability to understand. Maps and globes are a must when talking about travel. We also got a great book from our local library, “Me on the Map.” It shows a child in her room, and the room in the house, and the house on the street, street in the city, city in the state, state in the country, country in the world. It helped them understand the radical change of place they were about to experience.

5) Overpack for the flight. I seriously overpacked amusements for the flight. I had sticker books, coloring books, dominoes, card games, pipe cleaners and beads, story books, an iPod with my kids’ favorite songs on a playlist, a small finger puppet theatre…and more. Truthfully, they didn’t need all of that. My 5-year-old watched “Kangaroo Jack” 4 times and was happy as a clam. But it made ME feel prepared for anything.

But what about the flight, you may say. The actual sitting-on-the-plane part? What did I do about that? Well, I really believe that building enthusiasm and anticipation helped make the flight bearable.

Watching your 3-year-old climb the Great Wall is an incredible reward for a mere 14-hour flight (courtesy Laura Bond Williams.)

Okay, so here’s some practical advice, too. My quick list:

  • Order kid’s meals from the airline in advance.
  • Drink lots of water. No juice; it doesn’t rehydrate you well.
  • Take walks around the plane every 2 hours at a minimum.
  • Ask your doctor about over-the-counter medication that can be used as sleep aids, (and yes, I did use those, too). Children do need their sleep, if it’s only a fitful 6 hours.

At the end of the flight, I watched our daughters’ shining, excited faces as we landed in Beijing. They beamed – and I knew they were happy to be there. They were eager to see China.

If they had to sit on a plane for a day to do it, that was okay with them. And it was okay with me, too.

© 2008 Laura Bond Williams

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