Stranger Danger

Warning: If you are an overprotective parent or other responsible adult, you may not wish to read this post.

I need to renew my visa soon, so today’s plan involved getting a passport sized picture for the paperwork. This would have been a lot simpler had I gone into Beijing for my days off, but they involved more sleep than anything else, so that didn’t happen. Instead, I had to make my way into Huairou.

This is a lot easier said than done, so I went and bothered Tana (who is amazingly helpful and patient) last night and we came up with a plan for me that involved many phrases written down on a map and a great deal of hoping for helpful strangers. I set out around noon and walked to the nearest bus stop (about 20 minutes away) to catch the 916 to Huairou. A bus pulled up just as I was arriving. It had no number on it, but I said Huairou to the driver and he nodded so I got on. Most of the buses in China have the stop names on a scrolling screen at the top, but the screen on this bus was blank. Instead there was a woman announcing the stops in Chinese--people replacing machines seems to be oddly common here.

I managed to get off at the right stop, but had no idea where to find a store that would take ID photos. Everyone said there would be one around though, so I just started walking and showed my paper with what I wanted written in characters to anyone who would look. They pointed me around many corners and in lots of circles, but I eventually found a store in an alley with picture frames in the window. There was a girl sleeping inside so I woke her up and she nodded at my paper. After taking my picture, she photoshopped it for a few minutes -- only in China once again -- and then printed 4 copies out for me (so I won’t have to go back when I need to get the visa renewed again).

Tana had explained to me that getting the bus back would be a lot more complicated but that there were some minibuses near a mall that would take me to the bus stop. As I had no idea where this mall was, and she had told me it was about a 40 minute walk away, I showed the paper once again to the girl who shook her head and then motioned she would call someone. I assumed she was going to call and ask for directions, but 5 minutes or so later a friend of hers pulled up and offered to drive me there for Rmb 7. Normally I wouldn’t get into a car with a stranger but I have been getting into Black (unofficial) taxis from Huairou so I decided I might as well. He drove me to near the mall, but when I got off I still didn’t know how to get to these mini-buses.

I walked around looking for the landmark Tana had given me (a KFC across from a McDonalds) but couldn’t seem to find it. I did on the other hand find an awesome grocery store! Eventually after showing my paper to many more people I found the mini-buses -- more stranger’s cars to get into and took a seat. We waited for it to fill up and the driver drove me to the bus stop I originally took the bus from this morning. A guy from the Schoolhouse also got on so he was able to help me tell the driver where I wanted to get off :)

I made it home and then collapsed for a nap before making eggplant, mushrooms and udon noodles for dinner. It was my first time cooking eggplant and although I could have done it for a little bit longer, I think it was a successful experiment.

I spent my evening watching ted talks and talking to my friend Lee-Ann.

On another exciting note, for those of you who knew that one of my math profs and I had submitted a paper to a conference, it got accepted!!!!!