Fight or Flight
The weather was very cold for me, approximately 1-3 degree Celsius in Ulaanbaatar. My poor literature review on weather issue was greatly affected my journey on that day. Yes, it was absolutely ‘high Adrenalin’ day for me but fortunately I managed to catch my bus to Ulan Ude, Russia. Immediately after left the Ulaanbaatar train station, I approached people at the taxi station by showing my ticket. One of the guy urged me to get into his car as time was running.
WHAT A BAD MOVE I made….Without negotiating the price I followed him blindly..THUNTHUN THUN THUNTTT! [BEETHOVEN’S DRAMATIC MUSIC USED IN MANY CLASSIC HORROR FILMS]
The taxi driver was tall and big sized. Rarely seen such big structure in South East Asia. He was friendly and kept joking in Mongol throughout the journey. Even I wasn’t able to capture any of his words, it did entertained me.
Once reached the bus station, he was demanding for 25,000 Tugrik (12USD) (I wasn’t out of the car at that time). The distance wasn’t even 5 km and too clear he is trying to rip off me badly. When I tried to offer him 15,000 Tugrik (from back seat), he started to grumble in Mongol aggressively. It was very clear his adrenalin as his size, was confirmed to ‘FIGHT’ meanwhile my adrenalin offered me only one choice, that was to ‘FLIGHT’ because size mattered at that time.
Without wasting time, I forced him to accept the 15,000 Tugrik by placing the money at the car seat and got down from the car instantly. My instinct was correct, he was helpless after I started to walk fast towards the crowded area at the bus station. Luckily, I didn’t place my backpack at the boot. Otherwise……… THUN! THUN! THUN! [SOME RANDOM SCARY DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Many thanks to Ms Doljmaa, the Sunpath Hostel Manager who helped me many ways without charging me extra. I had wonderful stay there. Since I was lazy to go to the bus station to book my ticket to Ulan Ude Russia, so I approached Ms Doljmaa. As promised she managed to get me the ticket before the departure day and she did arranged the transport as well for me to go to the bus station early in the morning.
It was 7 am and the temperature was 1-4 degree Celsius. Seriously, i didn’t expect and didn’t prepare for this kind weather in Ulan Bataar during early summer. The driver drove me to the station. I entered into the station and after few minutes walk, you know what………..OMG OMG OMG it was a RAILWAY STATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahahahahaha. By the time I rush back to the entrance, the driver has left. I was helpless.
It was completely my fault, can’t blame neither Doljmaa nor the driver. I should have asked him earlier or notified him. The problem was, I assumed the driver is heading to the bus station. Anyway, I only have half an hour time to catch the bus and the interesting part was, I didn’t know where the bus station is located and importantly I cant speak Mongolian language.