The Amazing Power of Ice

Last night, Shenyang was hit by a freezing ice storm. I awoke to find the entire city was covered in a frozen clear mold. I waited a bit in hopes some of the ice on the sidewalks would thaw enough to make walking around a bit less exciting. I decided to go to Beiling Park, a historical area with ancient structures and statues. I walked cautiously through the park because I respect the power of ice especially when it is where I am planning to walk, plus seeing all of the trees covered in ice was truly a beautiful site to behold.

I made it to the historical area of the park and paid the 30RMB admission to enter. The place was beautiful even though some of the ice was melting. Many of the dragon statues looked like they were either drooling or puking --I could not tell which. I had my camera along with several lenses, so I quickly snapped pictures as the frigid wind whipped around the park. At the same time, I was walking very carefully with all of the ice on the ground --it was extremely slippery. I decided to scale some icy stairs to the raised walkway surrounding the ancient buildings. Even though I had been to this place several times, this was the first time I had seen it with so much ice, so it was new to me.

After spending about 45 minutes in this area and taking some decent shots and avoiding falling, I decided it was time to depart and return home. I carefully descended the stairs and I thought I was fairly safe. I started to walk to the path to the exit when suddenly ice gave me the power of flying with my feet in front of me. I quickly thought with this new found power I could rule the world --if anyone ever disagreed with me I could just kick them in the face. I instantly became a sort of wacky Superman --the Flying Iceman! As quickly as these thoughts entered my head, just as quickly the Earth decided that I was not ready to have such powers and quickly grabbed me. For punishment of my evil thoughts, it also shot pain in my rear that went up to my neck, tweaked my knee and put a big lump on my elbow. I unleashed a few f-bombs to show my displeasure. Fortunately, no was around to see this display and hear my words.

I limped out slowly and carefully and followed the ice covered path to get out of the park. I caught a bus that took me close to home. On the way back I came to the conclusion that ice and gravity really do not mix.