Another reoccurring theme, no taxis found. So off to the bus stop for a long bus ride to the Chinese Ethnic Culture Park. I was surprised that the ticket lady yelled at people to get up so each of us could sit down with a kid. One nice thing about having kids, they usually will get up for you to sit down!
Neat place to go to see 56 of the Chinese nationalities in one place. It sounded a little Greenfield Village. No longer in the slack season, we paid full price to see both the north and south parts of the park. We saw several school groups as we arrived. Not many people about though. A relatively new park about 2002. Old houses and relics moved from their provinces to this park.
We got to see several shows. Outside they had a lot of seating set up. They displayed a specific cultures dancing and singing. At the end of some of the performances they asked the audience to come up and learn/participate in the dancing. My youngest went up all my himself! I was so surprised and proud. I did try the pole jumping(think jump roping with bamboo canes). Ethan and Aidan went up for the dancing at the last performance before we left! One performance they did not ask for audience participants was the climbing of the knife pole. Bare foot on the blade of the swords! Ouch!
We could see the Bird's Nest and The Cube across the street.
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