So I went to the train station today earlier at around lunchtime incase my train was cancelled or delayed of if there's any complications or anything. And I read that my train was cancelled and that I had to return my ticket. Thus I thought.. SHITTTTT. Had a mini panic, tried to clear my head a bit etc. I went to buy a plane ticket at an office, ended up paying 1510rmb for a ticket. And as I didn't have my train ticket, I had to rush back to my couchsurfy place, get my ticket, pack everything up and panic some more in the fear that I wouldn't make my 6.40pm flight, as the airport was still quite a way away from the train station. So I get to the station at like 2pm, and get in the queue to return my ticket. Now, in China, train tickets are quite hard to get if you are travelling on the day, so there's huge queues at the ticketing office hall. Also, there's people lingering around the ticket return office asking for tickets.. And I guess it is lucky that a guy spots that I am returning my ticket.. and asks why I am returning my ticket... I say cos it's been cancelled.. and he's like.. No! I had to return my other ticket to buy a ticket on your train to Beijing.
So this is my face right at this moment...~_____~ I am slapping myself hypothetically so hard right now. Turns out I read the board wrong and then in my slightly panicked mode I rushed off to buy a plane ticket..
I get out of the queue with my tail between my legs. Trudge off to the plane ticket office and ask to return my ticket. Of course there is a fee. 72rmb. I think that's pretty cheap for a lesson well learnt..
So at this point, it's like 3pm. My train is at 10pm. I decide to get my bag stored for the day at the station and look around the area. So after my bag is all stored and paid for, the heavens open up and it CHUCKS it down like nobody's business. Fucking, great. So I head off to KFC. Buy a meal (which is rather different from english KFC food), struggle to find a seat, and then stay there for the next 6 hours so. And in this time I meet a few people who are also waiting for trains as they come and go on the table I am at.
Whoever I meet on this journey, it seems the conversation seems to go along the same lines:
Where are you from?
My grandparents are in Beijing
Where do you go to school?
England.
*gasp* ORLY.
YARLY. My family is there.
*gasp* ORLY.
YARLY. I have been there since I was 4.
ORLY. So your english must be pretty good.
Yes, it's very good.
Are you travelling by yourself?
Yes.
Ah~~胆子好大laaaaa!
I think I should record down these conversations and just play them back x_x
Train left the station at 10pm. Sleep was alright. Kinda painful cos I slept funny. 31 hours of this. YAY.
18th. Chengdu to Beijing train.
Today I have lost respect for all males.
Obviously at differing degrees depending on the person, but mostly I can pretty definitely conclude that they only think with their dicks. No matter how they go about it, it's always the same. And that they will be ignorant or dismissive towards any complications or diffiulties that they face. Just going for the easiest way they can get away with. This infuriates me to no end. NO END. PAS FIN.
Otherwise, this train ride has not been bad, the people in the bunks around me are pleasant and nice. Some amazing views through the Chinese countryside but I've been too lazy to take some pictures. An insane amount of mountain tunnels also. I ate a 140g bag of sunflower seeds. I am afraid to look in the mirror in case that has resulted in my other tooth being slightly chipped. It feels like it's okay so here's to strong enamel. Kang Shi Fu was also on the menu :D I am afraid to weigh myself.
It's gotten to the point in my trip where I think about going back to the UK, and it feels weird. Like I think that it will be so different and a lot more stressful when I am back, with the lesser freedoms and more shit to worry about. Yet I don't feel like I can stay much longer here than I have planned. I'm not staying put anywhere long enough to make decent friends. Only a few so far that I will stay in contact with, which is great, but the point is that I can't stay to get to know them better. I just wish *someone* was with me.
I'm actually a bit scared to go back to the UK too, just having to deal with finding a job, and the fact second year will arrive so swiftly. The fact that it is coming at all scares me enough.
So, apparantly lonely train rides in China leads to anger, 失望, panic, fear, worry, comfort eating and aching joints. 好棒la~~!
I'm going to shoot some people on my DS now.
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