Last day in Hong Kong.

Today is our last day here. Just as we are mastering the public transport system here we have to pick up our bags in a few hours from our hotel then get a midnight flight to Heathrow. It’s stifling hot here and we are both exhausted. Yesterday we walked from 9 AM to almost midnight and only stopped for any length of time to eat or drink. We are gonna have to slow down if we want to keep this up for 3 months.

Crawling sea creatures.

We bumped into our airport helpers, Murray and Imee last night and ate with them at an outdoor cafe at the night markets in Temple Street, just around the corner from our hotel. The cafe had all of its ingredients laid out on a table including a large assortment of fresh seafood, most of which was still moving!  Desperate to escape their fate no doubt. Tricky decided to have the vegetables. After dinner, we wandered through the markets looking for a really crappy digital watch for Tricky. The crappier, the better, for crappy on Tricky can be retro and stylish. But alas, we could not find what we were looking for.

The Peak.

We’ve spent the day walking around the Kowloon CBD and took a ferry over to Hong Kong Island.  Am now on The Peak, Hong Kong’s highest point I think, enjoying a very nice but expensive ( A$6.25) cup of coffee. Am gonna have to re-visit the budget. We got up here via a gravity-defying tram around 5 pm. The view of Kowloon Peninsula, Victoria Harbour and to the South China Sea at that time was stunning, but when the sun went down , it was just breath-taking. Photos up soon I hope. Hope to see the night markets near our hotel tonight. Its now 8:30 pm and still hot and humid.

Sweaty in Hong Kong

Well, we were seen off by about 20 of our closest friends and families -love to you all- and arrived at around 6:00 am in Hong Kong thanks to some nice pilots and a flight crew that consisted of the cast of Hogans Heroes. There was even a flight attendant called Klaus. And is it just me or is a flight crew made up entirely of men a little wierd?

We met a very helpful couple at the airport who chaperoned us virtually to our hotel door and gave we two newbie tourists a 30 minute crash course in Hong Kong culture. Thanks Murray and Imee (hope I spelt that right).

Well, isn’t Hong Kong is an assualt to the senses. And I don’t mean assault in the violent way. We both find it a bit head-spinning. Sights, sounds, smells.  And I think we are spinning a few heads ourselves, thanks to Tricky with her bright red hair.

After a few hours sleep at the hotel, we hit the streets and what was the first culinary delight we sampled here? Why, the culinary delights of the Golden Arches of course. I’m delighted to report that the clown’s hamburgers, fries etc have the exact same homogenised taste as Australia and leave you with that same hungry feeling about 10 minutes after you exit their gilded doors. Still, it tasted good as a first safe meal in a foreign country. Tonight we try the real thing at the night markets.

Have to go. More soon. I only bought a bottle of water at this internet cafe and I think I’m overstaying my welcome.

Have no computer.

Grace Bros. took my computer so have enlisted neighbour, George’s help to type a few last minute letters and check email. He also makes a mean calimari risotto.