Welcome To China!

The only other white guy on my flight was sitting in front of me,
and we exchanged ripped movies off our hard drives and discussed recent comic book films.
Good way to pass the time.

It did not take me very long to get ripped off for the first time.
When I landed after a 15 hour flight (West and North, over the North Pole. I flew over Siberia!)
and changed some money, some middle aged woman asked:
"Tah-Shee?"
So I said yes, at which point I had to follow her
in the complete opposite direction of the Taxi sign I'd seen.
I was a bit suspicious but too tired to care,
though there is always the fear of being totally fucked over
and having my luggage stolen at gunpoint when I get into the car.

After a long and sketchy walk we got outside and an old red jalopy picked us up,
and the woman was looking around constantly, very nervous.
She rushed me into the car and we were off.
I'm pretty sure what they did was illegal, since they weren't a real taxi-cab,
which are heavily regulated by the state.

Since there was no meter and I only had a rough idea what it should cost,
I got very ripped off (I found out after the fact).

I am having trouble uploading the movie I took in the car, hopefully all internet in China isn't this bad.

~The Twenty Something