Friday, August 22, 2014

Planes, Vans and Automobiles



I recently ran across this article thanks to a friend of mine. 


For those of you that don’t know, there are now taxi type services (Uber, Lyft, etc.) that let you summon your own personal taxi at you convenience via app or text message. Equally, if you want to earn some extra money and have your own car you can register with Uber and pick up fares at your convenience as well. The article discusses how people (usually intoxicated ones) are getting in strangers cars thinking they are Uber drivers when they are not. You can imagine the issues created when random drunk people get into the backseat of cars driven by perfect strangers.

I commented to my friend I had a three tier system to prevent unwanted passengers. 1) Door locks 2) a back seat full of car seats 3) living in a small town. The article reminded me of my trip to SE Asia in 2007.

SE Asia Trip 2007

*Bear in mind I’m trying to recall stuff from 2007. This may not be entirely accurate but close enough*

 Our travel arrangements for that particular trip were Lemony Snickets, in that they were a series of unfortunate events. When you go through SE Asia (wherever you might go) you typically go through one of two airports. Beijing or Seoul. We went through Beijing on this particular trip and we would spend more time there then we planned. When we first got to Beijing we made an exciting discovery. While we made it there safely, our checked luggage did not. It would arrive the next day. We had two days in Beijing before the remaining flights to our final destination. Minus not having our checked luggage, that actually was pretty nice doing all the touristy things one does in Beijing (Great Wall, Forbidden City, Dumplings, etc.). Then it came time to start the final leg of our journey. It was Saturday, and we needed to be at our next place by Sunday to get ready for the work we would be doing starting on Monday.

Saturday
Saturday there were severe thunderstorms and we spent 4+ hours in the floor of Airport, as our flights were cancelled and we were trying to get everything sorted to get where we were going. Later that night we were booked to leave Sunday morning. We got to a nearby hotel late and had to get back up at 6AM to get to the airport.

Sunday
Actual Atari Game
Well, the alarm clocks in our hotel didn’t work and we woke up late. Had to rush to get ready and on the airport shuttle with another America couple. When we got to the airport we were already running late and all our luggage was grabbed by an ambitious baggage boy who rushed with us to our check in. We made it to Small Regional Airport (SRA) and had to get another flight to make it to the Worksite. It was close but it looked like we were going to get there in time and still be at the worksite on Sunday.

As we were leaving the plane, two rows in front of ours, they stopped letting people off the plane. A guy ahead of us had his wallet stolen and no one could get off until it was found. This delayed us another 20 minutes. We missed the morning flight to work-site. The afternoon flight to work-site was full. There were only two flights a day. We had to find a hotel in a city we hadn’t planned on staying in. Lindsey and I also noticed that the piece of luggage that had our clothes was missing. It was never found. Yup, we spent two weeks in a foreign country borrowing clothes from friends on the trip with us. Good times. 



Monday
The next morning (Monday) we got to the airport early to get on the flight to worksite and hopefully start working that afternoon. The flight was overbooked, there were 7 of us on this trip and they had sold 5 of our tickets. So we sent Lindsey ahead with the Team Lead’s wife and spend the afternoon in the airport. Finally, late Monday evening we made it. Roughly two days later then we had originally planned.

The Van
The actual work went very well. The Lord blessed it and I will happily tell you about that in person sometime. We would take Taxi Vans from the worksite to the closest city occasionally for supplies. Apparently it was illegal to have 9 people (us 7, plus driver & assistant) in a van in this particular part of the world. Once midway to the city (in the middle of nowhere) the driver stopped and had half of us get out along with his assistant and start walking. Eventually he came back and picked us up. However, we had to hide so I spent the rest of the that trip (another 10-15 minutes) laying down in the floor of the van in an awkward yoga pose.  We saw someone we knew from the worksite once we got in the city and we all road in the back of his truck on the way back.



The Return
Two weeks later we are on our way back home. Our flight from SRA to Beijing was running late but made it the airport giving us about 2 hours to get through Beijing customs. 2 hours is the bare minimum needed to do this. We then proceeded to circle the airport for 30 minutes before landing giving us about 90 minutes to do what normally takes 2 hours. We go in on a marathon dash through the airport, running at full speed wearing 30-40lb backpacks along with everything else, dodging people, furniture, luggage, looking kind of like an application tape for American Ninja Warrior. 

This might actually be easier then navigating the old Beijing Airport


We get halfway and then we discover that once again some of our seats have been sold. They have 5 tickets for 7 of us. Our team lead and his wife stay and send the rest of us on our way. An Airport Official helps expedite us to the head of the security line. Lindsey is the first one through and takes off running to hold the plane for us as we only had about 15 minutes to get boarded. Shortly after she takes off the lady in front of me starts talking in a very agitated voice to security and pointing at my wife. Apparently Lindsey grabbed the wrong bag of toiletries and the lady thought she had stolen them. 



I try to explain that this was an honest mistake but I wasn’t getting very far. Security doesn’t want to let me through because I have toothpaste in my toiletry bag. I throw the whole bag in the trash and show them my boarding pass that I am running late. They let me through. I offer to pay the lady 100 Yuan (which was roughly a week’s pay in that part of the world in 2007) for her toiletries. She says in English “Some things cannot be replaced” Ok. So me and random Chinese lady take off running through the airport where Lindsey is holding the gate for us. 
It was like this but with no smiling and much less photogenic. So, it really wasn't like this at all.


What were the important, irreplaceable, toiletries? Contact solution. At best 14 Yuan or so. She takes her bag and goes on her way. We sit down on the plan to the US exhausted (the rest of the team made it ahead of me not being held up by security) and finally many hours later. We landed in the US. The team lead and his wife made it a day later.

It was a crazy trip. Yet, I wouldn’t trade any of it for a second.It was an amazing journey and we got to see the Lord move among His people. There's a strong bond between those of us that went on the trip that still exists today even though we now live all over the place.

Romans 8:18 "For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us"

Enjoy the journey. 
Glen