Climbing
6000 steps up Mount Tai, China´s most sacred mountain.
Mount
Tai 泰山 ( Tài Shān) is a mountain of historical and cultural significance
located on the north of the city Tai'an, in Shandong province, China.
Mount Tai is known as the eastern mountain of
the Five Great Mountains of China. It is associated with sunrise, birth, and renewal, and is often regarded as the foremost of the
five. Mount Tai has been a place of worship for at least 3,000 years and served
as one of the most important ceremonial centers of China.
For thousands of years Taishan has been the source of inspiration for
poets and thinkers, a sacred place to worship. It is the most sacred mountain
in China, because it is the most eastern mountain in China, which is considered
in Chinese culture as sacred orientation because it is the place where the moon
and the sun rise. Confucius, whose hometown is city of Qufu, has declared from
the uphill "Climb up Mount Tai and the whole world looks small.”
Hundreds
of people were walking through these stairs - singing, helping those who
couldn’t continue, young students on trips, old people, families with children,
hundreds of flashing lights in front of me and behind me moving up or down the
stairs despite the fact that a huge staircase was built up to the top of the mountain. People were climbing to the top
of the mountain in the dark to see the sunrise and I was among them in crowd on
the top of this mountain along the staircase surrounded by small shops opened
24 hours a day.
The
higher I climbed, the more stairs I saw. I could also get to
the hill by cableway (after two hours walking up the stairs) but I walked on
foot, Konfucius also did not take the cableway. On the top of the mountain where
I got about 11 PM, there was a town full of shops and small hotels, where you
can rent a large green military winter jacket /old jacket of the green army/. The
street was full of people sleeping on the ground wrapped in these green jackets
and people who were just sitting and waiting for the sunrise. I was also on the
edge of this path and I hanged my hammock between rock and tree. I was not
looking for any private place right next to the path in a hill town where many
other people were sleeping around me.
During five hours of sleep I woke up about ten times
when someone around me was looking for a sleeping place, for hundreds of people
walking on the hill or the cold wind blowing through my sleeping bag. I woke up
with the others and followed the crowd to the top of the mountain. It was
Sunday morning around 5 o'clock and I was hardly trying to get on top of the mountain
with another thousand people and waiting with them for the sunrise. It was
quite a problem to find a good place in that crowd but the local people let me,
as a foreigner, to go to the front to have a good view. I
traveled probably the longest distance from them all to get there. After
sunrise, people came back down, some of them went to the Buddhist temples right on the hill. I went to the
mountain next to this one on a sidewalk, on which there was no one. After about an hour's walk, I came to the top
of that mountain, where was a group of kung-fu fighters, who trained here.
Despite many people, the climb to this mountain was an
unrepeatable adventure and also something sacred, where I could experience the
true Chinese culture and watch the people who truly believe in it.