
(Taken from ‘ttstam’ on Flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/ttstam/2192878937/)
Day 7 presented me with the biggest culture shock and reality check i’ve ever had, yet in hindsight, it is one that I definietly needed to have. My cousin had arranged day visa’s for some of us to go into mainland China. We caught the MTR to ‘Lo Wu’, a district in the ‘New Territories’ of Hong Kong that borders Shenzhen (China). The move through immigration was tedious and quiet intimidating, however, we proceeded hassle free. The picture above is taken from a walkway over the Shenzhen River and is the actual border between Hong Kong and China. Although Hong Kong is part of China, it is known as the SAR - Special Administrative Region and still has many laws and rights that were present during the days of British rule. As seen in the picture, Hong Kong on the right has a large razor wire fence, whereas China on the left has a mere 3 metre concrete wall. My cousin made a remark to me, ‘Everyone wants to get into Hong Kong, but there’s no reason for anyone to want to go onto China.’
I commented on the smog covering Hong Kong in the post pertaining to my arrival, however, I forgot to mention that breathing was quite difficult due to the air being so polluted. I am mentioning this now because, the air in Shenzhen was twice a bad. We were there on an overcast day and the sky was a disgusting shade of brown and yellow. We also noticed the difference in infastructure and cleanliness. Compared to the pristine streets of Hong Kong with gleaming skyscrapers, we were presented with old buildings covered in dirt and grime built up over years of neglect and disregard.
We spent the day in a shopping centre in the town of Shenzhen, however, this was not a shopping centre of western standards. The 7 story centre was a hub of activity and definietly a massive culture shock. Each store was privately owned and specialised in it’s own variety of fake and copied products from clothing to electronics. Once again I was presented with ‘iipods’ and ‘kalvin clean’, however, this time they were manufactured to look and feel exactly like the originals. Brands such as Diesel, D & G, Oakley and Versace were everywhere and the the quality of the products was second to none. However, it dawned on me that China is where the originals are made anyway, so the copies have probably been made in the same factories or in one very similar.
We spent the day wandering the centre, constantly being hassled by ‘hawkers’ who would pounce on us as we walked past their stores due to us looking like Westerners. We were offered numerous ‘good deals’ on the latest watches from ‘Omega’ and ‘Rolex’, however, it soon became apparent that the quality of such time pieces were sub standard as some of them stopped ticking once we fitted them to our wrists!
However, every so on we would come across a store with an item we liked and we had a chance to work on our bartering, a skill which we all enjoyed doing. Most of the time we were able to talk the price down to 60% - 80% of the first offer they made to us. And apart from the odd salesperson who refused to go below 20% of their price, we managed to pick up some fantastic bargains that would have set us back a few hundred dollars in Australia.
Once we had been through the entire shopping centre and our wallets have been severely lightened, we made the decision to return to Hong Kong. Once again, laden with bags we went through the ordeal of Chinese immigration, customs and the timely journey back to the hotel which upon reflection is an extreme case of opposites when comparing it to that of the shanty’s of Shenzhen.