Wherever I have been in the world, there are scamsters and tricksters that pry on tourists. China is no exception. Already on my first attempt to buy something at the (in)famous Silk Market, I was fooled. Like most tourists I ordered a stamp with my son’s name. The girl I negotiated with was pretty and clever and I don’t think I paid too much more than double of what I should have. But when I picked the stamp up, it was handed to me by her boss. I could see on his face that he was up to something, but I did not figure out what until I came home and my son discovered that the ink container he had given me simply was too small for the stamp…..Another day I was walking past the Oriental Plaza in central Beijing, which seems to be a favored place for tricksters. The location is perfect; an extremely expensive shopping mall next to a not so good neighborhood. If you shop at the Plaza, you are either very rich or a dumb tourist. I was approached by two girls from a far away province that wanted to practice their English. The tricksters always seem to come from far away. We started talking and they invited me for tea at a nearby dingy old tea house. It was an interesting introduction to traditional Chinese tea drinking. I took a couple of pictures of the girls, which of course made them very nervous. One of them borrowed my camera and tried to delete them, but not even I have figured out how to do that. The bill I got for the tea I do not even want to talk about. But the girls seemed so disappointed when I did not pay it all that I almost felt ashamed….
A couple of days later I was passing the Oriental Plaza again with a friend on my way to the railway station. Again I was approached by students from a remote province, but these were art students having a showing. They did look awfully old to be students, but we let them take us to their exhibit. They showed us all the paintings they themselves had painted and urged us to buy. All the paintings were of course copies we had seen on countless other locations. Obviously the students were not students and they knew little about art. But my friend still bought some drawings and it made us wonder why they do not try to make and sell something original instead of all the counterfeits. Surely they must know that most tourists will know it is just a scam. Perhaps it is the Bolex syndrome…



