Chongqing Taxi drama

The trick in China is just to off load all your stuff in to a taxi, then organise where you need to go. Otherwise you'll stand there for ages and they'll refuse to take you anywhere. Something I learnt the hard way!
Off the train, I showed a few taxi drivers where I wanted to go on the map and they just shook their heads and drive off. So I jump the que, hopped in a taxi and we set off for my intended location. The booking office for the boat I intend to take up the Three Gorges. After a few laps of the area, my taxi driver couldn"t find the place and gives up on me on a whole. She tells me to get out of the taxi with the wave of her hands. Strange really, when you think they get paid for the time your in a taxi. You'd think they'd take you all over town just to reap the rewards. Anyway, out I hop, with a little concern and anticipation. Be brave, I thought and you'll be able to get through this one. Surely someone will help me. Well that's not really the done thing in China. If someone approaches you with a concerned looked, of the Western variety, you should turn on your heel and ignore them. I'm sure they have handed out a guide book on "A thousand ways to be Rude!" With a combination of the previous evenings dielemma, hardly any sleep, an early rise and being completely bloody lost, along came a few tears. Don't think that this will sway some Chinaman to help. No, infact, they run further away from you and then follow with the usual staring. That's it. I had had enough. I found my way to the local police station, thrusted my book in to some mans face and said HELP in a rather strained voice. Minutes later, after a quick phone call, I was packaged up, placed in a police car and delivered to the door of the required place. Amazing what a few tears can do!
Tickets booked for the boat, (5 star may I add, my litle indulgence) bags stored and only seven hours to kill before I could board my little slice of heaven for the next 4 evenings!