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Monday, August 30, 2010

Beijing - Tianjin High Speed Train & Airport : The Return

“Dah? Takde apa yang tinggal?” Hubby asked.


I towed my bag out from the room and went down the lobby. Checked out and caught a subway ride at Dengshikou Line 5 and made an interchange at Chongwenmen Line 2, and stopped at Beijing Railway Station. It was a tiring exercise as we need to lift up the bag, walking down the high steep stairs at every station, with thousands of locals occupied the subway area and the train! Argh!
At the railway station, we were looking for Fara (UKM lecturer cum PhD student that we met in Beijing) and her mom near the McD outlet, where we made this arrangement the day we arrived at Beijing. We looked around but couldn’t find them. We also made an arrangement where whichever couple reached there first, can make a move at 11.00am, if the other couple still didn’t turn up.

Lucky, I saw them behind one big pole that almost blocked them up, just in front of the McD. We made a move and headed to the ticket office. Since too many people queuing, we decided to purchase the ticket at the vending machine. I bought first, and then followed by hubby. Too bad, we were stupid enough to buy 2 tickets separately, so the seating were then separated. Unlike us who bought second class ticket, Fara chose to buy first class ticket, but unfortunately, first class tickets were sold out.
We walked up to the waiting area and started to walk into the queue, but was called up by one of the officer,

“Yes, this way please.” She directed us to wait next to her.

“Eh why ar?” I whispered to hubby. The queue was super long and we had to wait next to her? "Are we in trouble?" But she was smiling...

“It’s ok. It is our pleasure to serve you. Where are you coming from?” She asked.

“Malay-xia” we told her.

She then asked us to snap her picture with us and gave her email address, and asked a copy to be sent to her. Hahaha! What a nice officer. Maybe her superior will reward her with something for this initiative. Hehehe!
She then walked us to the front and opened the VIP gate, for us to pass in. WOW! Believe me, EVERYONE who was queuing, looking at us, and I bet, cursing like hell! Hahahaha! What to do…tourist got in first maaaaa! Hahaha! (We bought second class coach, not even the first class coach wor!)
Since we have tried the first class coach the day we came, we didn’t bother to have another round. Second class coach wasn’t bad at all thought seats were smaller. 30 minutes journey from Beijing to Tianjin getting fun and exciting when we finally experience the highest speed of the bullet train, which was 333kmph! (Maximum is 350kmph, anyhow, top speed that ever being recorded was 333kmph!)
We also saw few replicas of Eiffel Towers on other buildings! Hahaha! These were two of them!
Once we reached Tianjin Railway Station, we straight away walked to the Taxi station. As what Gary has informed earlier, we NEED to hire a metered taxi to Tianjin Benhai Airport, to avoid getting ripped off by illegal cab drivers. We queued up along the railed-pedestrian and waited for our turn. All cabs are in half turquoise and half grey colors.
When it was our turn, we had to quickly dump in our bags in the boot and quickly jumped in the cab, without having to say anything to the driver. He (who was the driver) had to quickly drive out from the station, as more and more cabs approaching behind us. It was a very speedy process!

All four of us still didn’t say anything to him, and started to talk in Malay to each other.

“Ni macamana nak bagitau dia ni?” Fara asked.

“Tu la pasal…paham ke?” I answered.

“You tolong bagitau dia…” I asked hubby, as he sat next to the driver.

He looked at the driver and said, “Airport?”

The cab driver spoke Mandarin.

“Ah sudah! Dia tak paham!” We worried.

“Airport? You know airport?” We kept on talking in English.

He kept on saying something in Mandarin.

“Tianjin Airport? TI-AN-JIN AIR-PORT?” I tried to speak slower and clearer.

He still didn’t show any sign that he comprehended. He stopped the car at the road side.

O.M.G! What should we do???

I quickly asked hubby to show sign language of “aeroplane doing take-off”. Hubby then showed to him “Tianjin Airport…flight…fiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu” with his hand showing flight take-off.

He still didn’t get us. I then repeated the sign, over and over, complete with the sound of flight taking off.


“OOOOOOOO…wor sher ni ter blablablablabla” and showing the sign of BIRD FLYING!!! WITH BOTH HANDS BECOMING THE BIRD’S WINGS, FLAPPING UP AND DOWN!!!

“KAHKAHKAHKAH!” WE LAUGHED LIKE HELL! Finally he understood that we were asking for an airport!

Along the journey to the airport, I kept on praying that he didn’t bring us to the Zoo or Bird Park. Then we surely missed our flight to Chi Lompo (that’s what they call Kuala Lumpur.)

With God’s willing, we reached the Tianjin Benhai Airport and we had so much time before boarding. I finished all my Renminbi (China’s currency) and bought one little panda for Aqilah, at one of the Tax Free Shop.
Half way flying, we had in-flight food and were too overwhelmed to see rice! And for the first time, I’ve added couple of sandwiches too! Owh goddddddd, I can’t live in Beijing lah! So long Beijing…babai!


Unknown said...

hahaha apa ke bengap la driver taxi tu, airpot pun paling kelako yg sharul buat bunyi tu xtahan...hahahaha i tergelak2 sambil dodoikn Aqilah ni...hahahaha (xbleh benti)

3plepl8 said...

ish ish, dah la 2 pack nasik, sandwiches lagi. betul punye lepas dendam.

Biqque said...

tu la, dah la naik dulu baru bleh ckp, tak ke naya camtu...

eh eh, i satu u satu okkkkk...hehehe!

Lily Riani said...

imagine i was there for 2 weeks.... ya allah... sabor je ler

Ely Hasrul said...

siap buat sign bird fly tu yg xtahan tuh kahkahkahkahkahka

Cawan said...

wahhh Panda for Aqilah.. yg taxi tu nasib baik pergi airport, kalo pergi taman burung? tak pun ke taman rama2.. ha haa..

Biqque said...

lily...tah apa2 tah u makan kat sana ek?

skin, ha mau tak gelak!

cawan, tu yg aku risau tu...tak blk m'sia kang kitorang...

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