You might recall that I've been excited to attend our partner summit in Zhu Hai, China, to hang out with my team and our partners.
I got back online in Hong Kong yesterday after my mini-break to learn that my manager missed her China flights, so I'd be doing her presentation at the summit. She's really organized and reliable and I know she felt awful about it; I sent her some 'don't worry, it happens, buck up' messages and headed to catch the ferry from Hong Kong to the mainland, for the meeting.
And then something bad happened.
In the cab, one of my colleagues pointed out that my China visa had a conspicuous black marker line through the middle of it; that, in fact:
Even though Hong Kong is now (as of late 90s, right?) back to China, it's still pretty separate for all practical purposes in the travel department. Apparently. You go through immigration, get stamped, etc. when going between the two, and you have to a multiple entry visa to go back and forth. I think I knew this but just didn't put it all together when jumping through all the visa application hoops in getting ready for this trip.
So I'm back at my hotel in Hong Kong, feeling like a total dumbass and reading a 'don't worry, it happens, buck up' message from my manager, while someone else has to do our presentations. I've applied for a new, express visa and if it shows up in a few hours, I'll make it to Zhu Hai tonight in time for some late night karaoke and some stuff tomorrow. I feel just sick about it, havnig come all this way. It's so dumb. And no amount of dim sum or tea served in pots is making me feel any better.