English Version 4
After a heavy sleep I wake up early and canít sleep anymore. The day before rushes in on me and has to be considered and digested.
There are 3 computers with internet access. One in the restaurant, which isnít open yet, the second in the ďlocal officeĒ, which isnít open either and the lastÖ Iíve sat at it for a moment before, but it seemed incredible slow. When I now take a closer look I find out thereís a USB-port. After 5 min I give it up. I manage to get a message that my brother has tried to access Messenger and what his address is. Unfortunately all text boxes are in Chinese, so I donít know what my answers are Ė presumably wrong.
I leave to have something to eat. Angela has told me a lot about street kitchens and which things she usually buys there, and that one have to estimate the hygiene standard, but if you watch out, theyíre all right.
I try a long winding oil fried kind of bread Ė it doesnít take up much space in my stomach. Then the big pancakes with eggs and spices and spring onions. Theyíre tasty but very greasy and feel heavy inside. Such one will probably last for half a day. Maybe with another one as a reserve. I watch a man buy one first. Oh.. itís 3 RMB. When I want one and ask ďduoshao?Ē (how much) she holds up 4 fingers, but I correct her with 3 fingers and get it for the right prize. (2.10 d.kr.)
When I come back after having walked almost all the way round the hutong (which takes around an hour) the computer in the office is occupied by three girls. Damned.
A disaster has hit me. My USB-stick has been infected by a Trojan horse, which at leat partly has ruined the library structure. I donít want to format it, in case it can still be saved, so I put the newest photos on my MP3 player, which has been meant as an extra memory all the time.
Go to find a Chinese map, one where the names are written in Chinese characters. I need it to show to people who can read Chinese, and there are a lot of them!
On my way I come across a shop thatís selling memory cards. Itís on Tian An Men. They have USB-sticks too. After some negotiations I get it for 90 RMB, which is way too much, but I need it badly.
The map I get hasnít enough details, but I donít have all day.
A shampoo I get, but a deoÖ. Itís not used in China? So I donít have to either?
I was thinking of going to The forbidden City today, but itís already 01.30 and they close at 4 or 04.30 p.m. It also looked like there was a long queue when I passed. Iím learning to find my way here in the centre of the city. Then Iíll be ready to see the attractions, when I turn back by the end of may.
Was disrupted by a bloke that had experienced something like me with a USB-stick. He had a data recovery made in a computer store in Delhi, so I rely that the pictures (it werenít that many) are not lost yet, but I havnít got time for that today.
Iíve washed, so when Iíve bought the necessary supplies and have packed Iíll be ready to go into the unknown.
Just now Iím sitting in the restaurant again.
I was for a trip to Temple of Heavens. Unfortunately I was too late, the park was soon to close and all seemed to be under renovation.
Some comments on the traffic: When the first chock is over, there is some meaning in what seems meaningless. What is so different from our part of the world are the unwritten rules concerning turn to the right and the left. You always turn right no matter what colour of the light. Are there cyclists going straight Ė and there are Ė you interlace with them, but in a way where cars are more important than cyclists. But everyone accepts the game and play. If you have to go left (and in most crossings there are a period with left-green in both directions) you keep on going as long as you have a chance of getting to a certain point BEFORE those going in the opposite direction waiting for green. They have to wait. As soon as the light gets green for left-turns pedestrians and cyclists start moving to the middle. All this if thereís not a man with a flag and a whistle. Cause he can overrule it all. So heís to be obeyed. And if you donít heíll let you know! You get used to it rather easy. But the weaker road user the less hurry to get somewhere first.
I've been shopping. Vacuum packed chicken bones (very small chickens), an instant dish which, according to Angela, only needs hot water, bisquits, different sweets, 2 bananas and last 0.5 kg of something looking like thin lasagna sheets, but sweet as honey. 1.5 l of water I had already.
I've found out how to get out of town tomorrow. It ended up looking easy. But that doesn't mean it will be....
I discuss such things with the man in the "office".
He's also helped me with questions like: "Where does this road lead?", "I want to go to..." and "Can you tell me how to go..."
Just now I'm thinking of other useful sentences.
His english isn't very good and he seems a little dum, but he's extremely helpful.
The days in Beijing: