Spring Festival (Chūnjié), China’s annual celebration of the lunar new year doesn’t officially begin until January 25 (new year’s eve), but the first wave of chūnyùn, transport during Spring Festival, has begun in earnest. Think of it as Thanksgiving in terms of the obligation or desire (take your pick) to be with family, but factor in ten times as many people on the move to get back to their hometowns. I recall reading that an estimated 400 million people will be attempting to go home.
I say attempting because there aren’t 400 million train tickets available, which is the most affordable way for the overwhelming majority…typically migrant workers, students and lower to middle class. Traveling in China at any time of the year is never short on people, but traveling during a national holiday is an exercise fraught with levels of humanity hard to imagine or describe. In which case, pictures pack a lot more punch. Need a ticket to get home? Work your way through this…
Notice that the “line” to enter the station gets wider and wider the closer people get to the ticket window. These pictures are all from Ningbo city in the Zhejiang province on the east coast, not too far from Shanghai.
After idling for hours outside (sometimes days), your chance to find out if you are one of the lucky ones is finally in sight when you’re allowed into the ticket terminal.
And here’s the main thrust of the post, which gives me yet another opportunity to use one of my favorite Chinese expressions…but illustrated this time. Rénshān, rénhǎi literally means people mountain, people sea. Basically their way of saying there are people everywhere…or a sea of people. And each and every one of those faces wants to go home to see their families.
This one is my favorite because of the man in the quilt, who is likely a migrant worker trying to get back to his wife and kids…but because of his overcoat I’m going to claim he’s also ex-military even though they can be bought just about anywhere. I like this because he’s flanked by police and army while stoically, defiantly swaddled in the quilt. Yes, it’s cold and I’m sure he’s much, much warmer than his neighbors in line. But “buying ticket with blanket” is apparently a powerful denouncement or complaint against the government’s inaction to improve transportation during national holidays.
This happens every year during every national holiday, but is more pronounced during Spring Festival. Following are some comments lifted from a Chinese BBS…
How come we do not see any sign of the leading cadres???
There is not even a decent queue, so how could it be anything but messy?!
The Ministry of Railways, the group of pigs, is too stupid! Yelling for so many years and still nothing can be done! Pigs!!! (Also possibly wolves! Otherwise, what would this group of wolves eat?)
This definitely is not China… [sarcasm]
The people inside and outside of the train stations are in collusion, giving the majority of tickets to the ticket touts and dividing the profits between themselves. So for places like Dongguan Railway Station where for several days straight there were no tickets available immediately upon opening the [ticket sales] windows, where did those tickets go???
It has been many years since I have been home to celebrate Spring Festival. There is no way [for me to get home]…
In this respect, China is really awful, often not having any tickets even before tickets begin being sold. The Railway Bureau’s management is really awful.
Sigh, my god, who can we blame? Who made us have so much people?!
We’re traveling to Chengdu this Spring Festival, Jenny’s hometown in the Sichuan province, so we can share the holiday with her family. We weren’t able to get tickets last year, but we lucked out this time. And since Xiangfan is a small city by Chinese standards, only a few million…we even managed to nab three (soft) berths for the 20 hour ride at a branch ticket office (not at the station) where there wasn’t even a line that day.
As the crow flies, it’s not that far away…just under 500 miles (about 780 kilometers). This will be my first overnighter and first time to spend more than 4-5 hours on a train in China. Because of the terrain, this particular route chugs its way quite a bit north before heading south to Chengdu. I’m looking forward to seeing some of Sichuan though. And, if I can avoid earthquakes while getting to see a bamboo forest, it will make for a might fine holiday, despite the sea of people.
Chūnjié Kuàilè! Happy Spring Festival!



























