We had a fun time taking pictures with Flat Zoe, a picture that our oldest granddaughter drew of herself and sent to us. The above picture is me, standing in front of Confucius’ grave-mound. As you can see, I’m holding Flat Zoe.
Here’s a picture of both of us at the entry gate going into the cemetery.
Dave got some pictures of the statues and carved pillars that were rather impressive.
The number of animal figures carved on the peaks of the roofs (as seen above) tells how important the person is that lives in that house. The maximum number you can have is nine between the first and last figure. You don’t count the first or the last ones. They have given Confucius the same status level as the Emperors.
Dave and I sat down at one point for a little rest, and people kept coming up to us again and again, asking if they could have their picture taken with us. We passed our camera out to them to have our picture taken with them so we could show you. These are two girls that we’d never seen before. We haven’t gotten used to it yet. It still puzzles us. But it is kind of fun.
There were lots of vendors trying to get us to part with our Yuan (Chinese money). This man was busy painting Chinese characters on a fan. He was really concentrating. He looks pretty old; I don’t know how he could see well enough to do such a nice job. I guess he is wearing glasses. His hand was really steady as well. It was nice to see someone doing something by hand. We always think of things being produced by machine by the millions. Not here though.
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