Okay, so Carine was sort of in a hurry to go get registered since her visa is almost over. Last year she didn't need to go to the police station because she was living on the campus, but this year, since we all share a flat outside, we need to register to the local police station.
On the paper it seems easy: You collect all required paper and you go to the police station to which your housing is linked. That's the tricky part.
First we had to get all the papers. Some included information from our Landlord. That was the first fun part. we called her and after some epic moments to make her understand what we needed, she finally sent us all we needed by text.
Then the worst part: Finding our police station.
We walked a bit because two of our country-mates who live nearby told us that they registered at the local police station. The one literally on the other side of our street!
Aha! we were so naive!
We went to the local office and found out that Nope! since we lived down the street from our country-mates, we had to register somewhere else. We had two addresses. the closest was 20 minutes away. The lady at the desk wasn't on her shift yet and as the exceptional human being she is, she said "No problem, I'll walk you there!" and she did, even if her shift started in 30 mins!
So we went to the second police station. our guide explained our situation and the policeman told her that nope, since we lived down the street, we had to go to the other police station! on the other side of the district!
He gave us an address and back to the street. We took the bus, with our guide, who had decided not to let us down, even if she was now late for her shift.
15 minutes of bus later, we arrive to the third police station. And the guy at the desk smiles and explains that this particular service as been moved to the other station, at the other end of the street. Chinese streets are quite long.
So we started walking again! Our guide had called her office and took a leave to make sure we'd make it to the right place (That woman is absolutely perfect)
We walked for 10 minutes and finally arrived to the fourth police station. And it was there! Oh my god I thought I was going to punch someone: there was a queue before us, and the local bureaucracy was managed by an intern. A nice one, sure, but not the quickest person I've met and she didn't speak a word of English (nobody does anyway.) it took 45 minutes to fill all the documents and get the right paper for our resident permit!
it was now 16:30 and we rushed back to the university to give the papers back and make sure Carine had all the right document to ask for her permit!
We made it! Thank to our awesome guide (I'm going to buy her a fruit basket to thank her!) and she didn't even gave us her name or anything! She literally did it out of kindness.
Faith in humankind +1
After all this, we deserved a good break and went to the manicure (first manicure ever!) and I'm happy of the result. should last 3 or 4 weeks and cost me 38 kuai (5,5€). I love China!
One fainting fit and a shawerma later, we were back home, exhausted but happy!
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| dark red nails! |
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