After all our problems with Tracy and NAVO getting us
involved with conmen in Urumqi, we had become somewhat more forgiving of Lui
and his short fallings. What we realised once we’d resolved all of that
nonsense though, is that he never actually got any better at anything, he’d
just become the lesser of two evils. As soon as we left Urumqi it was back to
directing us the wrong way, not telling us what anything meant, asking us to
repeat every question six times and just generally being a very poor tour
guide. We’ve never thought he was a bad person, we could even go so far as to
say he’s actually shown signs of trying really hard to do his job reasonably,
but it is ever so frustrating to have a very expensive guide with you who
cannot serve any basic guide purposes. We have had to continuously correct him
on interpreting maps, interpretations of parking restriction signs (in
Chinese), deciphering menus, and history and facts on every single site we have
visited. There are too many examples of all of these things to go into too much
detail, but here’s just one example:
Because we’d had all our money from the “agent fees”
returned to us in Yuan the day before we left China, we obviously needed to
change this into something more useful. We didn’t expect to be able to get
Kazakh currency in China, so we were just planning on changing it to US$ which
are fairly useful all over, and at least universally exchangeable. But when we
told Lui that we’d have to go to the bank in Urumqi to change our money (and
explained in much more simple terms, over and over again what I just explained
here), he advised us that it would be easier at the border town. Seeing it was
already 4:30pm after we’d gotten our visas and stuffed around a little bit, we
thought this seemed like a pretty reasonable suggestion, and after a week of
bothering with our visas we’d forgotten that we can’t trust anything he says.
So we arrived at the border town on Thursday (Day 116) and found our way to a
bank, which we had to do by ourselves because he was on the phone to someone.
Once we’d arrived at the bank, parked the car and got out, he eventually hung
up the phone and informed us that there probably won’t be anywhere in this town
to change our money.
Well this just wasn’t on at all – we wanted to do it in
Urumqi the previous day and he told us not to! I’m sure any reasonable person
can imagine how we felt about this news. It was NAVO’s fault in the first place
that we even had this ridiculous amount of Yuan the day we were leaving China.
We wanted him to at least ask around for a money exchange, or a different bank,
or anywhere, but he was suddenly positive that there was absolutely nowhere and
refused to keep looking. We found this pretty hard to believe - this is a
border town, there has to be money exchange somewhere.
And then he turned
around and suggested “maybe you can exchange it when you get back to
Australia”! This was the most insane part of the whole situation – how could a
man who makes a living out of accompanying (I’m not going to bother pretending
he guides) foreigners who are driving across several countries, usually at
least a couple of continents, and sometimes the majority of the world, not be
able to grasp the concept that carrying over $1,200 in useless currency for
several months is ridiculous. He didn’t even come up with the idea that we
might be able to change it in another country, before we get back to Australia.
But Lui was hungry by now so he explained to us that he
would be leaving to get himself some food and would return when he was
finished. We decided to look for money exchange ourselves, sure that there must
be somewhere, and not willing to trust Lui’s word on anything anymore. So Ben
and I went back to the bank to try and find out for ourselves, and sure enough
the lady spoke no English, but with some very simple gesturing and writing down
of symbols and numbers, we got our money changed into US$. Even more
incredulous at Lui’s stupidity, we returned to Tunkles where we found out that
a few minutes after leaving to get food, he had returned to inform us that the
border was closed now until 4pm. It was almost 2pm at this point, and given we
had specifically asked both that morning and the previous evening, whether the
border closed in the middle of the day at all and were told no, this had us
pretty annoyed again. We could have slept in past 7am, or spent longer at a
beautiful lake we thought we didn’t have time to swim in. And now we’d just
changed all except for 6 Yuan ($1) because of rounding, into US$, thinking we
were heading straight for the border. So Denner went and got out another 100
Yuan which is the minimum amount, so that we could at least eat lunch while we
waited for the border to open.
After everything that NAVO has put us through, we were at
least under the impression that they knew how to do the border procedures and
Customs paperwork properly. Apparently that was a misguided assumption as well.
When our “Customs broker” met us on the street in front of a convenience store
and then wasn’t allowed into the Customs area, we realised that once again NAVO
had gotten us involved with some unlicensed, makeshift “agent” type person. We
were a bit amused at how pathetic NAVO was turning out to be, but as long as
everything ran smoothly at the border we weren’t overly concerned with this
bloke. But it didn’t. We’re not sure whether it was Tracy, Lui or the “broker”
that NAVO employed on our behalf, but our myriads of paperwork didn’t match up with
each other, the engine numbers and VIN numbers were wrong on several documents,
there were documents missing, and Lui kept running off with things when the
Custsoms Officials needed to see them. At one point he disappeared for over
half an hour, and it turned out he’d left the Customs area to catch a taxi back
to the “Customs broker’s office” to fix something. Fortunately we have our own
heads screwed on, and the Officials were very reasonable, otherwise I think
we’d still be sitting at that booth.
On our very last day in China there were only two things for
NAVO to help us with, and they failed at both. The perfect summary to our three
weeks in China.
The mistakes that we’re talking about are those that you might
make if you were an inexperienced traveller, and even then surely no single
person would go through this many issues in such a short time. It’s odd that in
this case it was a hired professional working for an internationally renowned
company causing these problems, while we battled against NAVO at every turn
just to try and get through the trip.
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