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Sound of my mind &Travel 13 Apr 2008 11:30 pm
吉隆坡印象1
吉隆坡距离新加坡三百多公里,新加坡人会经常过去走走。我之前也去过好几次,都是短暂地游玩,脑子里留下的基本上都是对几个常去旅游点的感觉。上礼拜天到吉隆坡匆忙逛了一圈,因为这次不是旅游,感觉很有不同。
这次短短一天吉隆坡之行尝试了吉隆坡的LRT(轻轨),KTM(火车),和出租车,深刻地体会到混乱的吉隆坡交通,效率低下的城市管理。
比如说,吉隆坡的轻轨系统据说是由两个不同公司建设的,各自按自己的喜好实行不同的标准。最让我头痛的是,有时候换线时居然要出闸,过个马路,再进闸。我以前去吉隆坡背包行时对此中的麻烦就有所领教,所以这次要坐车前先问个明白,确定不需要换线时才选择搭轻轨。
吉隆坡的出租车很便宜,但是你要学会不打表讲价,而且要忍受无时不在的塞车。吉隆坡的塞车很大程度上是由错误的城市规划造成的:吉隆坡的市中心集中了太多的购物中心,银行,和办公大楼。吉隆坡的道路设计也常常让人莫名其妙。我们从Mega Mall出来,要坐车绕着Mega Mall两圈才能离开。
新加坡每个公共场合通常对重要的建筑物都有明确的指示。在地铁站和汽车站这样的地方经常还有附近地带的地图。到了吉隆坡才感觉到新加坡人是给政府宠坏了。到了吉隆坡一切靠自己。要不自己凭着感觉走,要不看太阳找方向,要不多动动口到处问问。
我们要找的KTM站是在一个4星酒店后面,到了酒店了找不到任何指示,只好不停地问人,绕到酒店后面,一条高速公路横在面前。远远看到马路对面一个地方像是车站了,左顾右盼,愣是没有一个指示牌,也没有一个人可以问。只见左边远处有一横跨高速路的巨大广告牌,广告牌后面隐约有人走过,朋友说那应该是人行天桥了。做好往回走的打算去到跟前绕过广告牌才能确认是天桥。谢天谢地。走过去,买到票,又要往回走一段天桥才到我们的站台。那时正好是中午,又累又饿,身体快要被热带的太阳蒸干了,剩下半条命,远远地看到一列火车晃晃过来,心中窃喜,准备着在火车里的空调里喘口气。朋友随口问了旁边的人一句,想确认一下,谁知道原来这条线上跑着两趟车,我们要去的地方要下一趟车才能到。看着这趟车过去了,庆幸之余,大家又骂起娘来了。买票的时候没有人提醒一下,没有人在广播里提示一下,只是在线路图上简单的标出蓝绿两条线,天晓得哪趟车是我们要坐的?
–你自己的事情,自己想办法。这就是我从吉隆坡的城市管理获得的最明确的信息。
Sound of my mind 13 Dec 2007 09:34 am
被GFW了
Sci-Tech &Sound of my mind 10 Nov 2007 02:17 pm
地球的灯光
Sound of my mind &The Universe 31 Aug 2007 01:09 am
Tiny world war on campus
When I was an university student, I heard of many stories about Uygur students fighting with Chinese students, DongBei students fighting with Teochow (Chaozhou) students, Cantonese students fighting with HuBei students…
Birds of a feather flock together. Strongly hold people the bonds of having common memories and customs, eating similar food and speaking the same accent.
But sometimes there are exceptions.
I met a young Chinese student, Xiao Wang, few days ago. He studies in a Singapore private university, a university running UK and Australian degree programs. Striving to build a regional education hub, Singapore government encourages these universities reach out to recruit students from developing countries. Xiao Wang’s school has students from China, Vietnam, Russia, Africa and many others places.
Talking about life on campus, I asked him whether there was any fight in his school.
He got excited in this topic.
“We have many Mongolian students. “
“Oh…?” I am a bit surprised. A country with a vast land, small population, north to China.
“They are big, strong and haughty. Often bully our Chinese students. ”
I’d thought he were talking about American students.
“We were no match. We were defeated. ”
Mongolian wrestling were flashing on my mind.
“Luckily, we have helpers. ”
Here came the bigger surprise.
“Those black African guys helped us! They called those Mongolian students into the washroom. After a while, out came those Mongolian, crying. Hahaha…” He laughed, elatedly.
“African and Chinese together beat those Mongolian. They dare not touch us now. ”
There ended this tiny world war.
“Some Chinese students mingle really well with those African.” He finally added.
Why people from thousands miles away help Chinese fight with people who are from nearby country and of the same color?
African and Chinese are brothers — at least in this incident.
African, China, Singapore, campus violence
