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        Friday 09.05.08
        Chengdu
        
        Going nowhere. These words describes my day very well.
        It rained the last part of the night and part of the morning and it was 
        nice and cool after the rain. Sent a lot of pictures back home early in 
        the day.
        But when I talk to Laura, who`s the manager and is the most competent 
        one and tell her I`m going up north to Xining, she says I can`t. They 
        won`t let foreigners pass longer than to Songpan, the next is tibetan 
        area, which doesn`t mean that it`s Tibet, but it is tibetans who live 
        there. So that`s why.
        Oh - that was bad news. What then? Well, if I can`t go through not even 
        in a bus, then the solution is to go around with the train. So I prepare 
        for that. This will mean that I get more time the last part of my trip 
        and that suits me fine. One and a half day in the train instead of 13 
        days on the road.
        But I am still longing for the blue sky in the high mountain and to get 
        used to the high altitude little by little, so I seek a second opinion. 
        PSB that take care of visa and visa extensions must know? So I go there. 
        Before I get to the desk I`m "taken prisoner" by an Indian, who teaches 
        philosophy in Chengdu and, as far as I understand, has sent an 
        application to the Danish Ibis for a job. His wife standing at the 
        counter with a Chinese interpreter looks angrily at him several times, 
        because he`s not concentrating on the important things.
 
At last I get to the counter and tell my problems. They don`t speak 
        much English but when they`ve seen my passport and understood that I`m 
        not there for visa extension, they`re ready for negotiations. Their 
        English goes as far as to say: You`re travelling China by bike? You CAN 
        go. They`re out somewhere behind to ask and I show on my map where I 
        want to go just to be sure. No problems!
        And then I`ve really gotten nowhere, I just feel an unpleasant 
        uncertainty about what`s true.
        When I tell Laura about it, she doesn`t understand because: "At the bus 
        station they don`t sell tickets to foreigners longer than to Songpan, 
        because it`s tibetan area", and that`s most likely true, but I`m not 
        going by bus.
        So all considerations and requests about staying 2 days longer are 
        forgotten.
        And then I use the day to find out, that the sun cream I bought in 
        Taiyuan is something for itching. I have to go to the shop twice, 
        because first time I show them my "sun cream" when they don`t understand 
        what I want, and that kind of stuff they don`t have. So I need Laura to 
        write: Fang shai shuang with Chinese characters to get the only one 
        they`ve got. Factor 30. Nice.
        This way you can use a day doing almost nothing!