The morning was dedicated to Angkor Vat. There, I had filmed with my normal camera in the temples and between the temples, I had used the Gopro. First, I had to put all those clips in the right order, because the time codes of Gopro and Cam are not synchronized. And then, I tried to shorten 40min to ~10min. This is always difficult for me when I cut videos, but here, it was harder, because Angor Vat is not a country road with some trees, so the material seemed precious for me in every minute.
Then I wanted to write some subtitles to the temples and had to find out which temple I (most probably) had been filming. Again not easy, because I had seen many temples in a short time and my videos most of the time don’t show the most iconic views.
But it is finished now!
these photos hadn’t been in my blog, but now are attached to the video 
Before I went to the hospital, I wanted to go a big shopping mall that according to internet information should also have 2-3 sport shops.
When I saw the building, I didn’t know difficult it would be, to get there and leave again. At first, I wanted to find the official way, but the best I could find, was only the entrance to the underground car park. So, I had to use a more …creative way, including ignoring some one-way-signs (like everyone else) and carrying my bike up some stairs.
The mall was the next surprise. I had expected big shops and flagship stores of different brands. But it was an accumulation of hundreds of mini-shops around 10m2 and narrow corridors.
No signs, not even in Chinese, no overview plan telling where to find what. On 5 levels, the shops presented mainly cloths, bags, some electronics, watches and bored sellers standing and sitting around, desperately waiting for customers. The only shops with enough clientele were cosmetics and pedicure. Through the glass walls and open doors, you could see them sitting closely packed and in front of them people working on their toes, fingers or faces. On my surge for a shop for new bike gloves I walked through every floor from North to South covering as many corridors as possible and found two shops for golf accessories and the second one had two pairs of cycling gloves, one without padding and one a bit too small which I took unnerved and worn from walking and searching as I was.
I wanted to leave the area of the mall that is also a bus and train station and it took me more then 10 min and again I had to take stairs and improvise my way. I tend to get angry about structures that are made from car drivers for car drivers, but this was worse than everything I had experienced so far. So, I was good prepared to stay angry the rest of my way to the hospital where as a further example for this madness, I had to cross 10 lane highway with barrier in the middle. You can chose between a 2km detour to the next “u-turn”, in this case a fully grown cloverleaf that you have to go through to 50% (and maybe bikes prohibited, I only know it from the first time with the car) or you can change to the left sides before you come to that highway and zigzag 2km on the sidewalks (did it last time) or take the stairs of a pedestrians bridge (this time).
In the hospital at the results collecting counter, one person looked at the envelope and at my passport, then a second one and the all five who were present. That didn’t bode well and after some minutes (!) they talked to me and told me that there is another passport number on the paper than in my passport. I wonder how that could have happened, because they had used the papers from Zhuhai and the passport number was correct and after printing out a form with the number, I had checked everything, including that number and had sign it.
I feared the worst, but now they displayed an unexpectedly high degree of flexibility, corrected the form on the computer, printed it out again and delivered everything to me! Now, the crucial point had come. With these papers, I went to room 307 to a doctor to sign and stamp the form of the freighter company. Believe it or not – I got both!
After checking my blood regarding AIDS and an ultrasound scan of my bladder and pancreas
they dared to answer the question “…has sufficient functional integrity of upper and lower limbs…” with yes – although no one had tested that. You can say, that is evident. Yes, and that is the point – it is only a matter of evidence and common sense enriched with medical expertise what the cargo company wants to know. They don’t want to be bothered and troubled by unindependent people as another (funny) question shows: “…neuropsychiatric condition…shall not be an issue …for the crew…taking into account the promiscuity on board”. I am glad that in the hospital no one checked my neuropsychiatric condition directly after crossing Shenzhen to get to them…
I left the hospital quickly to get home, for taking a photo of the certificate and emailing it to my cargoship agent before the stamp might fade away or floods could water the signature, hoping that my camera works properly and internet connection allows sending.
Hermes the god of mail-delivery was merciful and 2h after leaving Shenzhen port hospital, the certificate arrived in Berlin to be passed on to CMA CGM, the freighter company. Then I should get my ticket!!
At home, I re-connected my bike light that also had been impaired when they pushed my bike in that car (day 193), again fixed my bike mirror with glue because also since that, it always sinks down instead of pointing backwards and I inflated my tires. Nothing spectacular, but it has to be mentioned, because it is strange that I have to take extra efforts to deal with such things. I always know I should do it when I cannot and immediately forget it when the time would be right or, worse, I find something else I want to do before (and then still forget). In the evening, I even managed to cross something else from my to-do-list, performing a workout of the “results-app”. I just want to mention that my thighs a bit show that I use them for cycling but jump squats are something else. I can feel that I executed 80 of them (in 4 rounds). To keep a body in good conditions apparently needs many different activities. That reminds me on a group of Chinese elderly people, maybe around 65-70, playing with a footbag. They were moving in such smooth ways and performed cool tricks when they passed and received the ball. I stopped and delightedly watched them for a while.