Trip to China 2019-2020. Wuhan. December 1st & 2nd. Pandemic outbreak.

I do not understand what it is said on TV, but it is a new year’s show. The clock strikes twelve o’clock and everybody seems happy and there is dancing and singing. Also, there is an official discourse, that is later available on the web. I am too tired for celebrations, and I think that Chinese new year’s celebrations are the real ones, anyway.

In the morning, I change my tickets. I planned to take a train at 10AM to Nanjing. Stop there for four hours. And then take another high-speed train to Shanghai. But I will not have enough time to appreciate Nanjing and I am too tired after so many days around. So, I refund my tickets and get a new one directly to Shanghai. It is a shame to miss Nanjing, but I feel that I am making the right call.

After a long trip, the first day in Wuhan I just have time to take a walk around the lake.

[I write this paragraph on 20th July 2020, with the insight of what has happened]

While walking, I read an article about a mysterious virus has affected a few people in the city. The hospital is investigating the issue. The news gets my attention, but I do not give them a second though. Wuhan is an eleven million souls city, the outbreak seems unimportant. I have no idea on how important this news would be for the world at large.

The second day, I visit the Yellow Crane Tower. The Tower itself is a beautiful building that dominates the place. But my favorite part is the gardens. In this place, there are some of the most artful gardens I have ever seen. I take the opportunity to purchase a couple of small paintings at the shops in the park.

My next stop is a very interesting looking museum: “The 1911 Revolution Museum”. The institution offers one of the few parts of history that Taiwan and China agree upon. My knowledge of Chinese history is limited, I will add some books to read to my list once I go back to home. The last days of the Chinese Emperor are shown in different exhibits, and the struggles to out him.

Just one last museum before going to the hotel, the Wuhan Museum. I get strength from where I though there was nothing left and spend as much time in the museum as I can before it closes. All the artefacts, paintings, and figurines talk about a distant past that I know little about.

Once at the hotel, I take a long warm bath. Tomorrow, I will take my last high-speed train of this trip.