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manners or bust
day 229: å¼ æŽ– (zhangye) = 0km
Of course my postal scam got immediately busted:
…
I got criticized, and I didn’t hesitate to criticize back.
They said I should go to the 文化局 (Department of Cultural Affairs) to get a permit. I told them they were a bunch of hicks from the countryside, and then I went on to say some other mean things. I just couldn’t help it.
We argued for a while, and the whole thing felt like we were riding into a dead-end street together.
Then the right words suddenly dawned on me: “wait a minute – what if I brought my notebook and showed you what’s on the DVDs?” (yes, I’m done here)
You won’t believe it: finally, after three hours…
…my dear dear photographs were on their way home!
Then, with the happiness and the relief, came the regretful feelings for all the mean things that I had said to these poor people.
I told them that I was sincerely sorry.
And I meant it.
…
Then I went and had another look at the caboose:
Hm, progress…
So what was I going to do with the rest of this day?
I had heard of an almost legendary place called 马蹄寺 (mati temple), but that was supposed to be a 2-hour ride by bus, and there was no way I was going to get there today.
So I went to another park, one that was very close to the city:
I walked around and sat by the river until the day had grown old:
Then I returned to my hotel room, took off my shirt and sat down in the evening heat to write up yesterday’s article.
…it was 22:25 when the police came knocking on my door:
“Passport, visa, routine check!”
No hello, no smile, no nothing.
I stood there in my shorts, looking into flashlights, then I got out my documents and handed them over.
This time I somehow miraculously maintained a very courteous manner: “Gentlemen, it is ten thirty at night, and I just don’t think you are being very polite!”
They didn’t even answer.
Soundtrack: Deftones – “7 Words”
—total: 2879,6km
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June 25th, 2008 at 12:04
fuck the mo-fo 5-0……..guess Ice-T was right..
June 25th, 2008 at 12:58
yarr.. dunno if it helps, but i had a laugh. looking forward to have this kind of shit in germany soon, too :>
hope your alright anyway. good luck
June 25th, 2008 at 17:17
mann mann mann….
June 25th, 2008 at 18:14
oh oh oh, wenn die wüssten, dass wir im finale sind! ;-) nee im ernst, ich würd sagen: glück gehabt! penner die….
June 25th, 2008 at 18:45
Getting close to Olympic, every tiny link seems to be handled really tight.
Btw, would it be to heavy duty of your caboose? You need light-weight, right? Ha~~
June 25th, 2008 at 18:48
*lol* das war sicher die Antwort auf deine DVDs. Routinecheck :D Bei uns in Deutschland würde das nur mit Durchsuchungsbefehl gehen.
June 25th, 2008 at 21:25
Patrick: Hahaha
itzm3omgz: Yeah, this sort of thing adds some flavor to life!
Hermann: Ha!
Becci: Freuste dich, Beccilein? :)
Steven: You're right on both counts!
Marc: Ehrlich gesagt habe ich keine Ahnung, wie so was in D ist, aber genervt hat es mich schon.
June 25th, 2008 at 23:01
Your caboose looks ugly. Better to buy a mountain bike.
June 26th, 2008 at 00:08
very cranky, both of you are !
June 26th, 2008 at 03:40
oh how i know how this feels!
that's when you know that you are in a socialist country.
merke: auf der post immer gleich die fotos zeigen. ;-)
*lol* @ tan cheng :-)
June 26th, 2008 at 04:20
Von den grünen Männchen in der Nacht drei mal angehalten werden – Routinekontrolle – kann dir auch hier passieren, nicht wahr?!
Aber sag mal, wie machst Du eigentlich immer die Photos z. B. auf der Post. Ist es denen egal, dass sie photographiert werden oder posieren die sogar? Und wurdest nur du in dem Hotel kontrolliert oder die anderen Gäste auch?
June 26th, 2008 at 04:44
Is ja alles richtig, was hier geschrieben und gefragt wird. Aber vergesst die Fotos nicht. Diesmal ist der Fluss mein Favorit.
Btw: motherfuckers, I think!
June 26th, 2008 at 05:33
Und was mir gerade noch aufgefallen ist: was für einen Akt die wegen der Fotos machen, dabei verschickst Du sie ja noch nicht mal ins Ausland, sondern nur in die Hauptstadt.
June 26th, 2008 at 10:55
tancheng: Haha, give her some time! :)
ataraxia: I'd even say "wacky"!
claudia: From now on I'm taking my computer to the post office every time I want to mail pictures.
Sonja: Genau, da hast du eigentlich wirklich recht, kann einem an vielen Orten passieren so was! Die Photos mache ich meistens mit einem Lächeln aus der Situation heraus. Und ich glaube ein anderer Ausländer wurde an dem Abend auch noch kontrolliert.
Barry aka Ba Lli: Doch, die Photos kommen ins weltberühmte (schöne) Bad Nenndorf!!
June 26th, 2008 at 16:14
aber erst mal steht auf dem Packerl nur Bejing. Oder hast Du gleich mehrere Packerln verschickt?
June 26th, 2008 at 20:22
Barry aka Ba Lli: Haha, guck mal genau hin! Da musste ich nur den Namen des Absenders hinschreiben. "Chrischieboy Kampfgranate" steht da, hahaha!
June 27th, 2008 at 01:06
Überzeugt.
Und wieder mal gilt: wer lesen kann ist klar im Vorteil!
June 27th, 2008 at 05:36
Ich find ja das oberste Foto genial! Allein die Blicke…
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