So what to do when I only had half a day left to enjoy? Visit the Beijing Zoo and finally see Pandas for the very first time. The Giant Panda Bear is my absolute favourite animal from as far as I can remember so it was a very important mark in the history of my life to finally see them upfront. I expected them to be bigger, but wasn’t disappointed.
Most tube stations in Beijing have four exits, something I didn’t know so I didn’t pay attention to which exit I got in. So after getting out at a random exit and walking a little, I realised I didn’t recognise the place I was in and turned back to enter the subway again and exit through another.
I was still lost!
Finally, I started asking people that didn’t know where my street was, or didn’t speak English, or simply didn’t want to help, because everyone just shook their heads and repeatedly told me “no”! A nice gentleman agreed to help me and put the address on maps. The map indicated I was very close but none of knew which direction it was. He ended up telling me “it must be that way”.
Ahead I asked another man and this one seemed more certain but didn’t speak a word of English, I only understood from his crossed fingers that he meant to say a crossroad and turn right.
I kept walking and when the crossroad arrived I still didn’t recognise the street and asked again. A guy from a hairdresser gave me some directions, that ended up being wrong and caused me to get lost again. So when I arrived the place he had told me and people started telling me it was backwards, that’s when I started getting really furious.
Maps in China don’t have the Pinyin translation, so that feeling that you might be saved by those beautiful murals full of roads that tell you are here, are rendered completely useless…
I started getting desperate and stopping the taxi drivers and showing my address that I had saved on the iPad, both in English and Chinese, but the taxi drivers refused to take me for some reason I didn’t understand because they only spoke Chinese.
The fourth taxi driver that I stopped seem to recognise it but didn’t want to take me, he kept gesturing number 2 and pointing backwards. At this point I started yelling in English that I was lost that people kept saying different directions and I was tired. He probably didn’t understand a word I said but agreed to take me.
After driving the same road I had walked by foot twice, turning and stopping in an alley he pointed forward. I still couldn’t see my hostel and there was no chance I was going to pay and keep on being lost. So I pointed forward too and told him to keep going. He started arguing with me in Mandarin and I argued with him in English that I was tired of being lost. I ended up winning the argument cause the car, which he was afraid was not going to fit in the tight space, did fit, and I found my hostel.
The point is: had I payed attention to the exit I entered at the subway, the way to my hostel would have taken me 2 minutes instead of 2 hours.