I got to Hung Hom station around 2:00 PM as it suggested on the ticket. Exchanged HKD to RMB. I tried to find the counter that offer the best rate. Most of the counters offer RMB 100 for HKD 111.7, but I found this “First Exchange” by the station’s main entrance offered RMB 100 for HKD 109. I thought I was lucky and thought about recommending it. But when I exchanged my money the rate was just the same as everywhere else. I asked why did they display HKD 109 for RMB 100. “Ohh, I forgot to change” he replied. [So tip#number one: don't waste your time, just exchange your money at any counter because they offer the same rate - just like at the airport.]
Much like the airport, you will have to go through immigration process but it didn’t take long. The waiting area for T100 (Hong Kong – Shanghai) has duty free shops offer some good deals for last minute shopping.
Boarding the train was a nightmare. I got pushed like a wanted baby doll by middle aged Chinese ladies. There are about 22 rooms, six bed for each. Reading my ticket and I couldn’t figured out which bed is mine. I don’t know where to ask for help, nobody speaks English. All they do was just pushing me around so they can get to their beds and keep their luggage into places. I stood there and look dumb as rock until I found an innocent looking Chinese-boy. I handed him my ticket and use sign language to ask for help. Apparently I was in the right spot and my bed is in the same room as him, on the very top and close to the roof of the train.
The train left Hung Hom station before I even notice and all the chaotic on the walkway has already stopped. I sat quietly on a chair in front of my room and the Chinese boy who helped me earlier joined (I learned later that his English name is Boss).
Boss offered me a can of coffee and we tried to make a conversation with help from phrases at the back of my LonelyPlanet, but it didn’t go very far. Until 45 minutes later when we reached Shenzhen, Henny, an Indonesian girl came and talked to me. Hendy is a university student from Taiwan traveling to Shanghai with her Hong Kongnese friend, Perry. So it becomes a group conversation, four of us – having Henny as a interpreter if I wanted to talk to Boss.
Along the way, I also met an English Ph.D student, Dan, lives in Beijing but traveling to around China. And while we were having a chat, a Chinese man who overheard that I came from Bangkok, Thailand and he got really excited. He talked to me in English, said he has been to Bangkok many times. He likes zhee-mao (at first I didn’t know what it was until I Henny told me that he meant to say “shemale”) in Thailand (HAA!) but now he likes Korean girls more. I didn’t ask his wha his name was but I’m sure if all of my zhee-mao friends see him, they would marry him! LOL
The train stopped in Guangdong for an hour and it was the last city we saw before the sunset. Me, Hendy, Perry and Boss went to a dinner coach together . The food was really good and it amazingly cheap. We shared four dishes (RMB 15 – 25) and order four rice (RMB 1, each!!) and beer (RMB 15). [Tip# two, they only accept Chinses Dollar (RMB) so exhcnage your money before boarding the train]. I felt a little embarrassed because I didn’t know how to use chopsticks on rice properly. But because I was with nice people, they asked for a soup spoon for me
I had so much fun and I think made the right choice coming to Shanghai. Two months ago I wrote about taking this trip and my goals were to be able to make new friends, to be more confident and less shy when talking to strangers, and of course, to see more of China through Chinese people. I could possibly say I was one of the worst people alive. I judged. I was hopping that this trip would change my persepectives toward many things, though my missions have already accomplised before T100 even left Hong Kong. I think I like China now.
Paul Sprite
12.40 AM/ 01.02.10
In the middle of nowhere in China
P.S. The condition of the train is quite good. You get what you pay for. I am on a hard-sleeper bed, the cheapest one, and it wasn’t so bad. I wouldn’t compare my 20-hour flight experience with T100, though if I have a choice I’d take a train more often from now on.
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