On Monday 12th January I was on my way home from my first Russian language lesson. This involved catching a bus and then walking a short distance. As I walked from the bus stop I had a stack of stuff on my mind and was in a bit of a daze. Just as I approached our building I heard somebody asking me to stop. Being in a place where very few people speak any English at all I was sure that they were not calling me so I continued to walk. I heard the voice again and looked back and saw 2 men signalling for me to stop. Then they asked for my passport.
That was a problem!
I didn’t have my passport as we had just completed our paper work to register our stay with the Immigration Police. One of our friends had picked up our passports from the Immigration Police that afternoon but we had not yet received them from him. Due to the fact that I only speak 3 Russian words (please, hello, internet) all I could do was stand there stating that I only speak English and I didn’t have my passport. They continued to ask for my documents and I continued to say that I only speak English and I don't have my passport. One of the men motioned for me to follow him and I saw the open door of his unmarked car with other men inside. He told me to get in. There was no way I was getting in his car and I told him that I wasn’t getting in. He told me to get in again and once again I refused. One of the men had a badge on his sleeve which looked like it may have been a police badge, but I wasn’t certain that they were who they said they were. After a brief stand off I was able to point to my building and communicated that I lived close by. I really didn't want to bring these guys home to meet my family but I was left with very little choice. They came with me to the front door and came inside our apartment. I still didn't feel safe but I was able to call our friend who speaks Russian and who had our passports and she was able to sort things out. 20 minutes after our conversation on the street began they were ready to head off. As they left one of them attempted to joke with me and said that next time they would lock me up. I didn’t find his humour very funny at all.
Now my passport comes with me wherever I go.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
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hey andy!! u hv had some, shall we say, interesting experiences so far. all good lessons i guess. hv some shashlik for me. love it!! good to hear from u.
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