18 Sep
- 2006 -
When we open up our eyes in the morning we just want to believe it all was just a bad dream. However, being realistic, we have to wish the impossible things, just like Cuban revolutionists. I look out of the window at the desert fields of so far inhospitable country behind the barber wire and remember some episodes from David Bole’s novel “Temptation of China”.
I recommend it to everyone who fancies visiting China. The weekend has just begun, so for two days we will be unable to do anything but to gather information. First we meet customs girls in uniforms at lunch. They are happy to practice their English and promise to find more information about the situations like ours and to help us if possible. Next, Ganzo comes, and he also is certain that we will find a solution. He has studied in England and now he is into gold mining business. In Zamiin Uud he is expecting to meet a study mate from Finland who is traveling from Beijing to Ulaanbaatar. So far, there is no news from him, but Ganzo is ready to wait. Around dinner time we meet yesterday’s border guard named Bahbaator, who offers to organize the “green corridor” with his Chinese colleagues if we are ready to pay for it. We agree, and at least some kind of activity begins. There are many questions about our planned route in China and about our documents; it all seems to be valid. The price is about $1,000. We are having our council for two: actually, the price is very low; however, they probably don’t know how much Chinese tourist agencies were asking. There they asked ten times more. On the other hand, they also could have found the Chinese clerk who signed our ATA carnet, too. Since Bahbaator was that good in his job yesterday, we decide to rely on him and say yes. So, we are leaving tomorrow, and in the evening we are invited to Ganzo’s Mongolian friend Amra’s anniversary party at a local karaoke bar.