China

Hong Kong aeroporto.
Destino: China.
Duas horas de atraso devido a um maluco que nao se queria sentar no aviao por nao ter espaco suficiente para as suas tres malas de mao. Depois de um periodo inicial em que as hospedeiras tentaram convece-lo a sentar-te e dizer-lhe que tres malas era exactamente o triplo do permitido, a seguranca do aeroporto apareceu e retirou o individuo mais a bagagem do aviao.
Enfim Pequim... 11 da noite e depois do autocarro para o centro da cidade a tarefa seria facil...taxi para o destino... nao fosse o pequeno problema de ingles, ou qualquer outra lingua ocidental e ate mesmo as letras do nosso alfabeto serem... enfim, chines para os locais... Isto nao comecava bem... SOS... telefone(nunca tao feliz por ter um)... hostel... podia dizer ao motorista como se chega ai?... problema resolvido... afinal as ruas de Pequim teriam de esperar ate de manha...

Hong Kong airport.
Destination: China.
Two hours of delay due to a crazy passenger that didn't want to seat. He didn't have enough space for his three hand bags. After an initial time where the hostesses had tried to convece him to seat and useless explained him that three bags was exactly the triple of the allowed, the security of the airport appeared and removed him and the luggage off the plain.
At last Beijing… 11pm and after the bus ride to the center of the city the task would be easy...taxi for the destination...wasn't for the small problem of English, or any other western language including letters of our alphabet appear to be like Chinese language for me…This wasn't the best start…SOS…mobile(never so happy to have it)…hostel…could you explain the taxi driver how he gets there?...problem solved… after all the streets of Beijing wouldn't be our last stop that night...