One sunny Wednesday afternoon, I went for a walk in Urumqi's people's park.
In the park is a big ferris wheel, from which one has a nice view over the city and the sourrounding mountains:
On my way to a small pagoda, I met a funny Uyghur family.
The father was scroupulously recording every detail of the family excursion on his video camera, so after I met them walking down the stairs, we had to film again how I met them walking down the stairs.
Then I met these guys:
In the meantime, a bit further down the hill, people were dancing on a leafy square:
I have always been impressed by the many different things Chinese people do in their parks. If they don't dance, they play music and sing:
...keep themselves fit...
...play games...
...ping pong...
...or fish in the park's many ponds and then sell the fish to passers-by:
Shiny happy people.
In the park is a big ferris wheel, from which one has a nice view over the city and the sourrounding mountains:
On my way to a small pagoda, I met a funny Uyghur family.
The father was scroupulously recording every detail of the family excursion on his video camera, so after I met them walking down the stairs, we had to film again how I met them walking down the stairs.
Then I met these guys:
In the meantime, a bit further down the hill, people were dancing on a leafy square:
I have always been impressed by the many different things Chinese people do in their parks. If they don't dance, they play music and sing:
...keep themselves fit...
...play games...
...ping pong...
...or fish in the park's many ponds and then sell the fish to passers-by:
Shiny happy people.
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