I woke up this morning to an explosion.
The past week Beijing has been like a war zone.
Today is the last day of Chunjie, the Chinese Spring Festival.
Last week, several friends came to my homestay to celebrate the New Year with my Chinese host family. My host parents were amazing hosts and completely spoiled us. They spent most of the night running back and forth between the kitchen and the dinner table, making us amazing foods, and way too much, as is customary for Chinese family style dining. They were constantly making sure we had enough food and that we were happy, as well as explaining the traditions of Chinese New Year. We watched the CCTV New Year’s Gala, which is the most watched television program in China every year. It is a collection of all the best artists in China who perform.
As is part of the Chunjie tradition, around eleven ‘o clock at night, we started to ‘bao jiaozi’, meaning making our own dumplings. It is a tradition in China that on New Years Eve, you and your family make your own jiaozi, and only eat the jiaozi after midnight, so in the new year. This brings good luck and fortune. Depending on where you are in China, the traditions may vary, for instance there are parts in the South of China where people eat very long noodles, because the length of the noodles signifies longevity.
Making Jiaozi for the first time was really fun, especially with everyone there. It also makes me appreciate every jiaozi I eat that much more, because making them is not easy, especially not if you want to make them look nice. It was a shame that some of us (myself included) mostly butchered them completely. But it was definitely a learning experience!
After midnight, we all went outside to set off fireworks.
What I had heard was indeed true, it was like nothing I’d ever seen before. The moment we stepped outside all our senses were assaulted. It was like walking into a war zone. There were explosions everywhere, and at times the sky was lit up so brightly by all the fireworks, it was light as day. That mixed in with the deafening explosions and the smell of spent fireworks as well as seeing many of the neighbors outside smiling, wishing each other a happy new year was really a great sight.
What many didn’t realize, including myself was that Chunjie is a week long celebration. This meant that the fireworks did not stop. The whole week, everyday, during the day and at night, I’ve been hearing explosions nearby, both at my homestay and at school. This is really cool because it shows just how important this holiday is for the Chinese people. My host family asked me if we had anything like this in the US. The only thing that could start to describe Chunjie in China would be Christmas, Thanksgiving, 4th of July and New Year’s Eve all in one week.
Also next week Friday several classmates and I have planned a weekend trip to Harbin in the north of China. The reason for our visit is the International Ice Festival. So next week some packing tips will follow.
Location: Beijing, China