Classes cancelled… Time to head to the Police station…

I've not been posting on here recently mainly due to the fact that I've not been up to that much. I am in the routine of normal life so chances to escape prison, disease and just general chaos have been few and far between. However Monday proved to re-ignite some feelings of being on the road... For I spent 4 hours in the local Police station being questioned...

Of course as usual I had done nothing wrong, and had the officers been fair and fluid I could of been away within 30 mins. Of course this is never the case and here like anywhere else, corruption and the chance to make a quick buck abounds.

So I was in class when a bit of a scene was evolving outside.  As soon as class was over I was asked quite firmly by a plain clothed officer to see my passport. Of course I didn't have it on me. Who in there right mind carries around their passport! Myself and Leah, a new foreign teacher were then whisked away for questioning with no regard for the fact that we had classes to attend to...

Leah was first to be questioned... we soon found out she was missing a few documents, at which point we realised we were going to be here a while... In the mean time I had to duck back to get my passport, 'clean-up' my apartment, just in case they decided to pay a visit...

Waiting, Waiting and more waiting... It reminded me of my time in Côte d'Ivoire being interrogated, though this was slightly more organised and relaxed. Eventually after 3 hours or so Leah was allowed to leave, having had to pay a fine for her wrong doings... All my documents were fine. But... I was breaking the law by not carrying my passport, which is a law laid upon for all foreigners staying in the 'Motherland'. An absurd rule, which I had no previous knowledge about. I filled out my statement insisting a warning was enough and no payment was necessary. An argument followed, all in Chinese as one of our staff of course had to follow us to translate. I felt slightly bad for making it slightly more difficult, however no way was I paying any money. In my usual stubborn way I insisted staying here for two days would be no problem, but I wouldn't be paying.

In the end everything was resolved. My statement was rewritten to be more 'appropriate' and at last we are allowed to leave, It was now close to 8pm... No payment necessary, which was a small victory.  Needless to say the students weren't happy. For me however it was a small change in now an otherwise normal existence...

One is quietly looking forward to my next Police visit! 😉

 
 

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