…originally recorded July 17th…
There is no bus
I don’t consider myself a sucker, though I am known to have my trusting and innocent nature taken advantage of from time to time. I’d read over and over in my Lonely Planet book about which bus route to take to get into the city, and seeing as how the bus was only about $1.10, I was determined to get the right one as quickly as possible. However, no sooner had I gone through the doors into the arrival lobby that I was accosted by a small, furtive looking woman insisting I take a taxi. I said no thank you, and that I was taking the bus. I figured that this would be the end of it, firm in my resolve for the cheaper public transportation. However, the woman moved more directly in my path and informed me with a deadpan face that there was no bus. My mind started backpedaling, I hadn’t expected this at all… no bus?! I mean, yes the airport was dark and it was half-past seven but… More out of unease and confusion than resolution, I continued to say no thank you and walked quickly away for a good three hundred feet until my would be driver gave up pursuit. Of course, as soon as I stopped a moment to check the airport signs about bus terminal some other fellow came up and tried asking me for a taxi again. I shook him off and hurried outside to the bus depot. At this point I figured I was safe, but aha, foolish me. While I was reading the signs confirming which bus I was to take, another man (perhaps in the same ring of taxi hustlers) came up and stood next to me, staring at the same sign, his chin in one hand, as if thinking the same things I was.
“Where are you going?”
“To the Shanghai center, the city center.”
“Mmm, yes, there is no bus that goes there.”
“But, I think there is. The sign over there says…”
“No, there are no buses. Let me get you a taxi.”
I just gave up talking to him and asked the bus station attendant (who was watching the whole thing with incredible boredom) if I could buy a ticket. He pointed at the bus and said “on bus, on bus”. So I scurried away and boarded the mass transport, leaving my third taxi driver at the curb.
It’s taking me a substantial amount of time to get through all of my audio clips from the Shanghai trip. There’s no sense in me typing them up now, it would just take too long. So I’m just going to pick out the highest quality ones and put them up here. You can download them one at a time, or in .zip bundles. They’re not so big since they’re only 32Kbps/16Khz. Anyway, enjoy my dopey voice.