Snapshots of Hong Kong

Again, I’ve been to Hong Kong 3x – there is nothing bringing me back to HK, save for the fact that, I have a friend in HK, that’s about it. And of coz, the food. This time round, we were rather lucky because, we have Ms Hantu with us who is really a gem when it comes to hunting down good food. We get to sample some of the best in Hong Kong.

I don’t have much to write about Hong Kong. I really enjoy the scenery at Avenue of Stars. We spent almost an hour here this time, just sitting and enjoying the breeze, people watching and helped a few to take photo of the Hong Kong night skyline. Simply breath taking!

On our way to Avenue of Stars, we bumped into Cherie Chung, perhaps, she’s a Cherie Chung lookalike. I don’t think Hong Kong stars would just walk about places like that with the many paparazzi swarming them! Anyway, we bumped into Ah Lek too when we were having the best wan tan mee along Wellington Road. He was just sitting behind us with his wife, and he had two bowls of the noodles!

Apart from going around the city, this time we had the privilege to visit Yuen Long. It’s indeed a very kampong place! Anyway, we had a short walk around the heritage trail at Ping Shan, Yuen Long. Nothing much. Just some old temples, buildings where the ancestral halls are being placed and worshiped and some really, really old buildings. The pagoda was undergoing restoration while we were there. I think the only thing notable here is probably the beef noodles and also its cheh chai meen, which I didn’t eat because I was simply too full and already started to suffer from sore throat!

I guess I’ve nothing much to contribute on Hong Kong apart from some snapshots. So, enjoy!

Right after we got off the ferry, we walked by this fire station

A short trip to heritage trail at Ping Shan, Yuen Long

A good find along the MTR on our way to the Peak

I think they are depicting the Hong Kong journey from the past to present

Along the road at Lan Kwai Fong, waiting for our egg tarts

Another great find along the MTR after a meal of wan tan mee!

I'm Back

No internet at home is really a bitch. It made it so difficult to update anything. But I was down with terrible sore throat, bad cough and slight fever yesterday that I had to stay home to rest for one day before going back to work today.

The trip to Macau and Hong Kong was pleasant because of the two lovely companies I had. Ahem! Let’s call them Ms Hantu (not because she’s behave like a ghost – err.. sometimes also lah – she is “obsessed” with  anything owls! So instead of calling her Ms Owl, I think Ms Hantu would be more appropriate. Haha!) and Ms Kanasai (KNS – her favorite hokkien word that kept spewing from her mouth every 5 seconds). Haha! As for me, they have nicknamed me CK – short for cilakak as they said they don’t feel right calling me an angel for the “snow angels” I made on bed when I was in semi conscious state. Haha!

The weather was rather chilly and foggy all the time in Macau, while in Hong Kong, we were there on Sunday but it was pretty hot. However, towards the evening that the weather got slightly chilly and on Monday, it was cold! Before going, we check on the internet and it said, 17C to 22C, so we gather we should wear more covered up clothes.. mana tau.. kena tipu. Further, a few friends who just got back from Hong Kong before us told us contradictory things – some say hot, some say cold. There was even a sandstorm reported in Hong Kong but we couldn’t really feel anything while we were there. Perhaps it’s the sandstorm that somewhat gave me the sore throat because of the polluted air to my slightly asthmatic lungs?

I will update soon on the trip when I gather some pics – as well as to wait for my house internet to be restored (Note to brother).

Hong Kong Walkathon

28th February 2009, Saturday

We started the day at 6.30 am and got our sleepy asses to the ferry terminal in Macau. The moment we get out from the hotel, we were embraced by the freezing northern winds. Everyone was in their jackets and scarves. I wish Malaysia is as cold as this.. so I don’t have to sweat too much!

The bus ride to ferry terminal was a breeze. It was a good thing we were early. As soon as we cleared immigration, there were hordes of people at the immigration counters! I guess it’s still not as bad as the last time I came to Macau from Hong Kong where the queue was horrendous. Surprisingly, the ferry we took was not that full and we got on turbojet half an hour earlier than our scheduled time at 7.30 am. I quickly text a friend in Hong Kong, Vincent to inform him we would be there half an hour earlier.

Vincent and I met on the yesteryears’ popular IRC when he was still in UK pursuing his masters and myself, in KL struggling with ICSA. He has been a good friend of mine ever since. He’s a great conversationalist, super humorous, frank, patient and super generous. Girls, sorry.. but he’s married. Ok enough about him.

Vincent caught up with our earlier schedule as we were having milk tea in one of the eateries found at the Shun Tak Centre. We took Turbojet. There will be a journey every 15 minutes to and fro Macau and they are pretty on time. It’s advisable to book your ferry tickets earlier to avoid wasting time waiting.

You can opt to take either First Ferry or Turbojet from Macau to Hong Kong and vice versa. We took Turbojet and the ferry docks at Sheung Wan – more central compared to First Ferry, where it would dock at Kowloon. So, depending on where you want to explore, you may consider which ferry you want to take.

Giant Buddha at Lantao Island

Without wasting time, we went to the nearest MTR station to get to our first destination – Ngong Ping 360 and Giant Buddha at Lantao Island, where I missed going the last trip to Hong Kong in 2007. They have one day tourist pass at HKD55. A one way trip from Sheung Wan to Tung Chung, where the cable car to Giant Buddha is situated costs HKD20.50. So, it would be more worthwhile to buy a one day tourist pass on MTR at HKD55. Or if you are in Hong Kong for many days, you may opt to purchase the “Octopus” with top up value which gives you 20% discount on normal tickets.

At Tung Chung, there are many factory outlets for sport shoes and also sportswear. We didn’t check it out as we didn’t plan for shopping. I heard from Jasmine that you could get Rocksport’s shoes at RM100 (original price is about RM300 – RM400)! Perhaps, it’s good to make another trip here.. solely for shopping! We had a quick brunch of dim sum before going up.

We reached the Ngong Ping hill slightly before afternoon. The journey via cable car was quite a pleasant one. The officer in charge would let you travel together with your friends in a private cable. Since there were 8 of us, we were placed in one cable car on our own. One cable car would carry up to 17 people – so my very well meaning friend, Vincent, told me not to worry as my weight would not pose any problem. Very funny.

You need to pay HKD96 for a return trip or more if you would like to go to their “Walking with Buddha” and the “Monkey Theatre”. Since we were here for a short visit, we decided to just go and walk around the Giant Buddha. We were advised against eating the vegetarian food there as they were too expensive and not that great. I overheard some tourists complaining the vegetarian food sucks. LOL! So Vincent was right.

I couldn’t believe that I actually climbed the steps till the top. It wasn’t really a hard climb. So, I was glad that my sluggish stamina didn’t give up on me. Batu Caves’ staircases looked more intimidating! So, you lazy people! Get your arse up there! If I can do it, so can you!

We made a brief stop at the Path of Wisdom before going back to the cable station to get back to town. By the time we got to town, it was already 4 pm. I was famished! Vincent took us to Tsim Sha Tsui’s stop and he suggested Sweet Dynasty. I thought the name sounded familiar and I asked if it’s on Canton Road? He said I was right. So, I veto-ed the idea of going back to the place with bad recommendations from the internet and went to Taiwan Beef Noodles shop instead, on the same road.

Our dishes choice comprised of all meat – siew ngor, char siew and siew yok! Other dishes were quite mediocre but the roasted goose and char siew is quite delicious. I wonder why they add peanuts to char siew? The peanuts made the char siew more aromatic?

Ladies’ Market

After the late lunch, we loitered around Mongkok and Langham Place. The 8 of us went on separate ways. I was with Vincent, Lil and Amy. Lil, having a Hong Ki as a sis-in-law, surely knows what’s good in Hong Kong.. apart from the roasted goose. We ended buying Tempo tissue paper instead. LOL! What the hell? Lil claimed that the tissue paper here has better quality and we wouldn’t get this type of quality back in KL. So, just to amuse myself, I bought some tissue paper too.

Playful and friendly traders at Ladies’ Market

Our legs were so tired and in pain after the whole day of walkathon around Hong Kong. I think I’ve met my quota for exercise for the entire year by walking this whole day alone!

We made our way to Arena of Stars to watch the laser show. There was a thick fog or mist surrounding the harbor and hence, we could hardly see the laser in the sky. There were hordes of people standing and applauding while the laser fired into the thick fog, accompanied by some very oriental music.

The very nice but expensive award winning siew ngor @ Yung Kee

We took the Star Ferry to Central and then, went to Lan Kwai Fong to end the day with a bang. We had the famous roasted goose at Yung Kee along Wellington Road. It’s HKD420 per goose!!! But it’s delicious. The skin is crispy and the meat is tender. But, beware of the crowd on weekends though.. it can be quite a wait.

We bid Vincent good bye as he sent us to the ferry terminal. Thank you, Vincent for being such a generous host. It was indeed a pleasure to see him again.

The Invisible Woman

Day 5 – Hong Kong/Shenzhen

I was barking at people in office because they couldn’t deliver what I wanted. When I went to confront the person in charge, I was shocked that he was selling “bak kua” like the “bak kua” seller in Macau. The peddlers would hold a piece of BBQ minced meat in one hand and scissors in another, cutting the meat into small pieces for customers to try. I scolded him for not knowing how to set his priorities while he remained oblivious.

Then I woke up. Must be too much scenes from yesterday’s outing. We tried to sleep our weariness away as we didn’t plan to go to Lantau Island but was unsuccessful. We woke up at 7.30 am and took our own sweet time at the bathroom and packing.

Katak looked agitated and dropped strong hints that she wanted to go back to Shenzhen that instant to indulge on a shopping spree.

We walked about the streets of Hong Kong for the last time and to look for breakfast. At almost 9 am, there were not many shops offering food and the street was somewhat deserted. We wanted to go back to Eat Together for some good food but it was not opened. We ended up having breakfast at the most expensive place. I don’t know what the name is, but this place is somehow famous too.

We tried their recommended noodles – the “Che Chai Meen” but it was somewhat bland. I think my usual cintan noodles -and-throw -everything -inside dish whenever my mom is not at home tastes better. The noodles didn’t somewhat absorb the flavor of the meat or vegetable and hence, it was tasteless. The wanton is good though. typical succulent minced pork with whole fresh prawn. Yum! The tab came up to HKD230. Yes, you see it right. That is RM115 for breakfast! I think the most expensive breakfast I had was in Mandarin Oriental for its delicious dim sum and that is a 5 star hotel, mind you.

Anyway, no regrets since we don’t have anywhere else to spend our remaining HKD, we decided to eat a good meal.

I dreaded the thought of taking my 70L backpack to Shenzhen. I hope this time, we don’t get lost again.

It was a smooth ride from Hong Kong’s Kowloon to Lo Wu Interchange. When we got down at the station Lo Wu Interchange, Sure Win helped us to return our Octopus Card to get our deposit back. I was relieved that the place was quiet and peaceful and is not chaotic as described by friends who had been to Shenzhen via train.

My contentment short-lived when I heard a sound of loud stampede running towards us; as if there was a herd of buffalos running for their lives from predators, as what you could see on National Geographics. The sound got louder and louder. My jaw dropped at the sight of a group of people running towards us. Was there a fire?? Was there a robbery? A terrorist threat? I stood there with my mouth agape.

I gestured Katak to step aside to let the group of people pass first. It was a relief that the group of people in a hurry suddenly detoured and headed to other lanes to the immigration counter specific for mainlanders and Hong Kong Residents only. I was glad that we were in the “alien” lane. Phew! To illustrate, here’s the cartoon version.

When we got to Lo Wu, Sure Win went to the money changer and changed all her Hong Kong dollars into Renmenbi. While waiting for her, a Chinese dude approached me.

Him: Na li you de huan ling chien?

Me: Errr… (then pointed to the foreign exchange)

Him: Da mei you ling chien.

Me: Err… (totally lost).

Fortunately, Sure Win came to the rescue.

Ling chien means small change. DUH!! I thought it was supposed to be called “san chien” as spoken by Malaysian Chinese. I added a vocabulary to my limited Mandarin that day.

When we got back to Shi Jie Zhi Chuang, I was already anxious to go back to the hotel to unload my heavy backpack. Our friend, the chronic shopaholic aka Katak, took her own sweet time, doing rounds in all the shops found at the train station while holding onto her trolley bag and small backpack. This woman could really shop.

This time round, I couldn’t help rolling my eyes to show my utter disgust as I find she did not have any consideration for other people to indulge herself for mindless shopping. I told Sure Win I would go back to the hotel myself. Sure Win shook her head in disbelief that Katak is suffering from chronic shopaholic syndrome and tagged along with me back to the hotel. Seeing that we couldn’t be bothered to wait for her, Katak reluctantly followed us back to the hotel.

What a relief to be back in Shenzhen! Despite it’s bad English!

At the hotel, Katak did the unbelievable again. She paid for the three night stay including an extra night deposit as security with her limited cash. When she told us she paid cash and expected us to pay her back, we looked at her and asked; has she ever heard of a thing called the credit card?

She was bewildered and rushed to the counter to take her cash back and used her credit card. DUH? Gawd… memang katak. Sure Win and I were speechless.

Once she got her cash back, she was already itching to go shopping. She was all bouncy and giddy and hurried us to drop our bags to get to Lao Jie immediately; Shenzhen’s version of our Petaling Street.

We took a train to Lao Jie and it cost only 5 yuan per person. Once we gotten out from the train, there were hordes of people walking about. The price tags for the goods in Lao Jie were beguiling. 25 yuan to 30 yuan for a hand bag! 35 yuan for boots! Our eyes were blurred by the numerous price tags as we kept walking. Remember to mind your belongings when you were there.

Katak did her famous disappearing act again and I told Sure Win that we gotta do something about this. I couldn’t stand Katak for walking in and out of EVERY SINGLE shop. I wanted to go shopping on my own. Sure Win chose to go with me. When we finally saw Katak bargaining for some belts, we told her that we will see her at the Metro entrance at 5 pm sharp.

Sure Win and I walked about Lao Jie to check out the buildings surrounding it as well as delicacies offered. There seemed to be food skewered on sticks like fish cakes, squids, octopus tentacles, chicken claws, etc everywhere.

We then headed to less crowded area to shop and were lucky enough to have bumped into 50 yuan (RM25) for 2 blouses deal. It was so dirt cheap that we didn’t even have to bargain. I started to pick some blouses for my sister and cousins while Sure Win picked some for herself. Jeans came as cheap as 50 yuan for two!

We were quite happy with our purchase that we made way to the Metro entrance at 4.53 pm. As expected, Katak was nowhere to be seen. While waiting for her, we sat at a café overlooking the entrance and had some mango dessert. It tasted so much better than the one we had in Hong Kong (costs HKD12) and this cost only 5 yuan and ate some lotus roots and beef balls as well at 3 yuan each. By 5.30 pm, our patience was growing thin and she was nowhere to be seen. I am very positive that she couldn’t and shouldn’t have missed me! There is NO PERSON in Shenzhen as BIG as me! Their biggest waist size for women is 32 inches!!!

I told Sure Win to sit while I went around to look for Katak. I even went upstairs because I had to go to the loo. When I got back, Sure Win said she saw Katak went into a CD shop just a few seconds ago. I quickly rushed to the CD shop in front of us and Katak did her Houdini act again! She escaped into thin air!

By 6.15 pm, after waiting 1 hour and 15 minutes, the ever calm Sure Win lost her patience. We took the train back.

Katak was already at the hotel just a few minutes before we arrived. It’s a miracle that she – yet and again slipped past us at the Metro Entrance without looking at us. She claimed she was there at 4.40 pm waiting for us and we didn’t show up. I told her 5 pm! Now I am convinced that she; other than being partially blind, she is partially deaf as well.

Katak, delighted with her purchases; squealed gleefully like a 3 years old girl, showing us her purchases, totally oblivious that we were very, very upset with her.

View from our dinner place

We were not interested. I suggested dinner and Katak said she had eaten. But we suspected that she wanted to save her money for her shopping. She just ate some 1 yuan bread at Lao Jie while “waiting” for us.

During dinner, Sure Win was still grumbling about Katak’s oblivion and ignorance. We consoled ourselves and patted our own backs for being saintly patient and toasted the night away with a mug of Paul Laner.

Rustic Charms

Day 4 – Hong Kong/Macau

After a tiring day yesterday, today we woke up early to catch the earliest ferry to Macau. We left the hostel at 7.15 am only to find ourselves lost trying to find Canton Road, where China Hong Kong City Building is situated. We walked from one end to the other and due to blistered feet, I was a little bit whiney. (A little bit only ok!)

When we reached China Hong Kong City Building, where we supposed to go to get our ferry tickets to Macau, tickets were sold out for the earlier trips. The First Ferry goes to Macau every half hourly. We settled for the next available trip at 10.30 am. It costs HKD277 for a return ticket. Probably, it is advisable to pick the tickets a day or two earlier before departure time to avoid such blunder.

Since we had more than two hours to kill, we sat at the café and ordered breakfast. We were disappointed that we didn’t get to Macau to have authentic Macau breakfast of Portuguese egg tarts.

It’s a miracle how Hongkis could eat so much and never seem to get fat. I saw a girl ordering a plate of fried meehoon and a bowl of congee. She washed it down with milk tea and yet, she is as thin as a stick insect. Okay, I am exaggerating. She still looks good. I find Hongki can really eat a lot without getting fat. I am so damn jealous.

We slept throughout the entire journey to Macau. It was an hour journey to Macau. The moment we got off the boat, we were greeted by the chilly air. It was freezing cold!

The immigration counter at Macau was packed to the brim. We quickly hustled ourselves at a lane. 10 minutes later, another swamp of people came. Most of them are elderly people who came in tour groups as you could see them in their yellow hats or purple sweaters, depending on which travel agency they were with. There were arguments everywhere as some people were cutting queues. I began to see the ugly side of people who were impatient to get to Macau and wondered what the fuss is all about? Then I realized – the Casino! There were so many gambling kakis. You could tell from their faces – lan tou kwais! Hahahaha.

We waited almost 45 minutes to get our passports stamped, partly due to the immigration officer who took his own sweet time. He didn’t have any expression on his face other than being utterly bored and somewhat disgusted.

Mdm Katak lost her immigration card but she was lucky enough that the immigration officer didn’t even bother to ask for it when she left the Hong Kong immigration counter. Or else, I think we would have left her there and then for her lack of common sense.

When we got out from the immigration, it was close to 12.30 pm. We wasted too much time at the immigration counter. There were hordes of people haggling to ask if we would like to hire them to take us around Macau. We politely turned them down and headed towards the bus stop. We were advised by the information counter to start our visit at A-Ma Temple. We took a bus no. 10 to A-Ma Temple and it costs only HKD2.50 per person. The bus driver was an unsmiling person but he answered every question we threw to him politely. A passenger even joined us in our conversation when we saw people carting away big bags of goods from a major sale at a local shopping mall. They had a year end sale and quilt covers came cheaper by at least MOP400.

There was nothing much to look at A-Ma Temple but it was said to be the starting point of trade which made Macau the most hustling and bustling harbor in the yesteryears. We took pictures quickly and started our walk.

We came across Pastelaria Koi Kei – the famous pastry shop in Macau and started to splurge. One Portuguese egg tart cost MOP6 (RM3)!!!! So bloody expensive. It was good. But I find the Portuguese egg tarts in Malaysia from King’s Bakery are equally tasty and they cost only RM1.20 each.

We did another blunder. We bought the pastries and biscuits way too early and forgotten that we still have 3 more hours to walk about. It was so silly of us not to know there were many other Pastelaria Koi Kei on the way to St Paul’s ruins. We could have bought it there and didn’t have to carry the big bag all over Macau, snapping pictures with one hand. Unless you hire a tour guide van, I think you shouldn’t purchase anything till you leave Macau.

I thought we still have time till 5.30 pm but was shocked that Ms Sure Win bought the 5.30 pm ferry back to Hong Kong. It was too late to complain anyway. My mistakes for not communicating clearly. We tried our best to make the most of the 3 hours we had left.

It drizzled when we walked past the Moorish Barracks towards St. Joseph’s Seminary and Church. Rule no. 4 – always bring an umbrella or raincoat! I always bring umbrella for trips but this time, I totally forgotten about it.

We decided to have lunch at a small eatery near the church. We didn’t get to sample many things and only ate the beef noodles and the pork chop bun. The beef noodles’ potato was delicious, so was the pork chop bun which I failed to take picture because it was gobbled up the moment it reached the table.

The rain amicably stopped by the time we finished our lunch and we headed on to the La Senado Square. I love it here! There were so many people even if it was a Wednesday. Most of them are foreigners and it’s impossible to take pictures without people in it. Since we did not have much time left, I made sure we go to the St Paul’s Ruins or else, we would not have been to Macau at all.

When we were at the Senado Square, our chronic shopaholic Mdm Katak disappeared into the watch shop and never resurfaced. Both myself and Ms Sure Win were just standing in front of the watch shop chatting while waiting for Mdm Katak to do her window shopping or what-not. It was indeed frustrating that we were already running out of time and she still went window shopping.

We waited for about 20 minutes and decided to walk around Senado Square to scout for her. She didn’t appear till another 10 minutes later and she said she went to the other side to look for us.

I refrained myself from rolling my eyes in disgust and wanted to offer her my spectacles since she couldn’t even spot me – probably the biggest sized person in Senado Square at that point of time. We were standing right in front of the shop and she could somehow manage to slip past us.

Rule No. 5 – Remember to bring a leash if you have a chronic shopaholic among the group.

We were looking for ways to get to St Paul’s Ruins without realizing that it was just a few minutes walk away from where we stood. The map made it look as if it was such a bloody big place. We went to hail the bus and was told, St Paul’s ruins is just behind Senado Square! Geez! How embarrassing!

When I think back now, I find it’s quite ridiculous of Mdm Katak for not informing us that the structure was there where she claimed she went loitering looking for us. Memang katak! I think she didn’t even know that St Paul’s ruins is the major landmark to identify Macau and she just walked past it without noticing.

Rule No. 6 – please do some homework before traveling. It doesn’t pay to go with the flow at times.

To benefit those who are traveling to Macau soon, this is the order as recommended by Macau Map is as follows:-

A-Ma Temple – Moorish Barracks – Lilau Square – Mandarin’s House – St. Lawrence’s Church – St. Joseph’s Seminary and Church – St. Augustine’s Square – Dom Pedro V Theatre – Sir Robert Ho Tung Library – St.Augustine’s Church – “Leal Senado” Building – Senado Square – Sam Kai Vui Kun Temple – Holy House of Mercy – Cathedral – Lou Kau Mansion – St. Dominic’s Church – Ruins of St Paul’s – Na Cha Temple – Section of the Old City Walls – Mount Fortress – St. Anthony’s Church – Casa Garden – Protestant Cemetery – Guia Fortress

I have made a decision to visit Macau again in near future as we didn’t quite get to explore the entire place. I am charmed by the old rustic buildings in Macau and the perfect blend of cultures from East and West. It would be a good place to take good pictures.. if only I could have more time.

We rushed back to the ferry and went back to Hong Kong. To ease the pain of our sore feet, we went to Sweet Dynasty along Canton Road for their supposedly famous tong sui. The mango pudding or the mango tofu, which I couldn’t recall reading about it anywhere. Ms Sure Win said this place is a good place for the famous dessert as recommended by the internet. We were utterly disappointed.

The dim sum were worse. They were so hard that I think if you fed them to the dogs, they might get choked. Looking at other people’s tables, we were curious that everyone ordered their supposedly famous fried rice.

I have only one word to describe the fried rice: salty. I should have practise my limited Japanese with the Japanese couple sitting next to us whether the fried rice is any good. And to make the matter worse, one plate costs HKD66!!

I couldn’t help noticing a guy sitting across me. He looked like V in V for Vendetta even without the mask. He refused to eat anything when his dinner companions asked him to order. He just look at them eating and didn’t have anything for himself. Now I understand why.

I made a request to drop by Temple Street or the Goldfish Street to see the market set up but the girls were reluctant. Mdm Katak was more interested to go to Ladies’ Market to shop till she drop and I wanted to experience the night life at Temple Street – I heard of the sidewalk opera singers and fortune tellers.

We ended up going to Temple Street (nobody dares to mess with me!) and didn’t somehow managed to spot the opera singers. We only saw one fortune teller guy having brisk business.

The Temple Street traders are like the gangster triad. They don’t give a damn about you and they were utterly rude and ridiculous. Ms Sure Win wanted to get some shirts as she didn’t pack many clothes and expected to make some purchase. The attitude of the traders is an utter turn-off. We ended up buying some shirts from one elderly gentleman who was polite enough. We didn’t even bargain as we believe we should give business to people who genuinely wanted to do business and at least courteous.

We scrapped the plan to go to Goldfish market and went back to the hostel. It was a very tiring day – traveling via train, ferry, buses and cabs, the waiting at the immigration counter, filling in immigration cards for umpteenth times till we could remember our passport numbers and carrying the bags of pastries all over Macau and Hong Kong.

The girls hesitated on the idea on whether or not to go to Lantau Island tomorrow. I didn’t insist since I barely had any strength left to walk that much anymore. I think most of all, I didn’t want to encounter another episode of unwarranted rudeness from the locals again. Most of the locals are reluctant to explain to you the way and some don’t even look at you when you place orders at the restaurants or the stalls.

The girls already started to miss Shenzhen for its cheap food, great hospitality and good place to stay. And I miss home.