Asia | China | Guangdong | Guangzhou – Guangzhou
You know when you have one of those days when everything you touch turns to shit and you wish you’d never got out of bed? This was one of those days.
After checking out of our Kowloon rabbit hutch we headed for the bus station to make our way to China. With only 10 minutes until the bus was due to leave I was leading us toward a motorway, no idea where to go, heavy rain soaking all of our possessions and we ended up wasting our last Hong Kong dollars on a taxi the last 100 metres to the station. But at least we made it on time. After changing to a second bus, we were well on our way to the Chinese border. Then, when we reached it and we about to go through passport control it dawned on me that I had left my camera, visa card and a few dollars on the first bus. Panic set in and Hector had to take charge of the situation. The customs officials were very helpful and we called the bus company to see what could be done. While I sat and worried, Hector went to retrieve our bags from the hold of the bus. It wasn’t until he returned that I realised I’d left my guidebook on the seat. By the time he got back to the car park, the bus was China bound and we were stuck in limbo-land bookless and cameraless.
An hour and a half later, back in Hong Kong my camera miraculously turned up and we were back where we started – on a bus to Guangzhou, hoping our lifeline book would be there when we arrived. Of course, it wasn’t, but with lots of waving of arms, pointing to phrases and the help of an English speaking hotel tout, we deduced that the book was somehow in nearby Shenzhen and would arrive in Guangzhou by morning. The decision was whether to wait and hope that the bible would be returned but wasting a day of our already tight schedule or leave without it and travel blind. No question – we had to stay and after hours of ‘Jeremy’, the aforementioned tout, following us and waiting outside banks, train stations and Macdonalds for us, we gave in and went to his hotel. IT turned out to be a hotel that even my dad would be happy to stay in for only $8 each. A good end to a terrible day.