The Kingdom of the Little People

Where to begin. Well we made it into Kunming and ate over/under/crossing the bridge noodles. Which is like make-your-own soup, for freshness' sake. Those were good and then we needed something to do with the rest of the day, we had just eaten lunch. I remembered a very strange place I read about on the internet that I was only half-hearting joking to go see. The kingdom of the little people. It was a supposed land of all little people who put on some sort of show and "live" in little mushroom houses.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold it right there. Nope. No chance. It's wrong to exploit these people just because they are different. No way they'd do that. In America, sure, but here... first, understand this: China is a developing country, not a developed country. In a country where a job and not just the right job is hard to find, when an offer comes up for a guaranteed job with good pay, and accommodations suited to you, you take it. At least these people did. Now they put on a daily variety show which includes singing, dancing, and even a tight rope walker. The situation is played up, trying to show you a 'kingdom of little people' to the point that a king with a gold cape makes an appearance.



From the looks I saw on the performers faces, they were split, some looked bored of the same routine, some loved to be entertainers, some seemed lifeless, and some flat out didn't want to be there. Take it for what it was, some good some bad. But memorable for sure.