In my weekend coffee share post about two weeks ago, I shared a preview of my recent trip to ZhangJiaJie which is located in the Northwest corner of Hunan Province. One of the places I visit during the trip was ZhangJiaJie Glass Bridge.
The weather was awful that day. So rainy, cold, and foggy. I couldn’t see much of anything. This picture was taken from an open window as I was waiting in line to step on the bridge. To get on the bridge, you must first go through a security check and it’s quite strict. No metallic bottles, no tablet computers, no large cameras, etc.
When the tour guide told us that rule on the bus, all the ladies fought over the plastic bottles of water at the front of the bus. Everyone carried metallic bottles to keep their water hot. As I waited to leave the bus, I took my metallic bottle out of my backpack but my aunt said, “No, it’s so small. I should be fine.”
Well it wasn’t fine. The security officer made the tour guide take my bottle along with others back to the bus.
The next thing to get on the glass bridge was shoe covers. It’s required for everyone. They don’t want your heels and the bottom of your shoes damaging the glass.
After shoe covers, there was more waiting since there was a limit on the number of people allowed on the glass bridge. We waited in another line to get in but it was quick and about 5 minutes later, it was our turn.
Meanwhile, the weather continued to be disappointing that day. Dense fog and rain made it difficult to see ahead and not only did I had to spend the time wiping the water from my camera lens but I also had to dodge umbrellas and people walking into me. I don’t know whether they were doing it accidentally or deliberately.
A few times, I yelled, “Hello, I am wearing a red raincoat, not an invisibility cloak,” as a lady deliberately walked in my direction. Another times, I wanted to rip the phone from the girl’s and throw it off the bridge because she was too busy staring at her phone to see where she was going.
I am here to see the scenery, not to duck sudden umbrella attacks and people who don’t want to watch where they’re going and yes, I was soured by that experience.
Having to duck and swerve every few seconds frustrated me so much. Meanwhile, my aunt and her friend were somewhere on the bridge taking pictures of one another and after a few more mishaps with people walking into me and umbrellas poking me, I was eager to get off the bridge.
Note to self: Don’t visit during spring, fall, or winter. Visit during the summer and make sure it’s not on a rainy day.