Baai Baai Hong Kong

Trip Start Mar 29, 2004
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Trip End Jul 26, 2005


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Saturday, May 15, 2004

This is it, the last five days have flown by, even if it feels like I've not done a fat lot for the last three.

I'm now officially cheating as I am writing this as if I'm in the Airport but in actual fact I'm back in bleedin' B$@*!#k!!! Just don't tell anyone.

Errr, fuzzy head, too many free vodkas on the plane last night I think. I need to sleep but of course it's too hot and the fan on my room/box goes around about as fast as christrmas. So I've been up for ages and am currently waiting for my CD to be burned so I can furnish all my readers, that's you, with some new photo'sn even though they are predominently going to be of tall stuff and probably quite dull. Better make the writing interesting then eh?

before I start I wanna try and mention a few things that I keep meaning to say but never get round to it. Let's see....

Ok, one, Hong Kong was supposed to be the mobile phone capital of the world, bullshit. I hear more rings in an hour spent with our Alice than I did in 6 days there and you can use 'them' on the MRT too, I guess that's because it's only just underground. Imagine someone rattling* on on one when you were on the toob?!

Bloody hell, I'll have to strt writing these things I want to mention own as that's the only one I can think of at the moment.

Right, where were we, oh yes Happy Valley Races and the phone call home.

Well as you can imagine, go on, imagine it, I got up very late the following day, Thursday but had planed to head further round Hong Kong Island to Stanley, a small colonial, well bay I guess. It was a MTR/Boat/Bus ride away, there was supposed to be a good night market there, not that I was going for the market of course, Ias going for the experience. I got there about 4pm after a very iddylic(SP) bus journey around the coastline and under a tunnel. 'Under a tunnel', surely I meant to say through the tunnel, as I said fuzzy head.

It wasn't night so the market wasn't in full swing. I just wandered round really and eventually parked myself in a bar and drank coffee whilst I read. the place was very very colonial, felt a bit 'Pirates of the carribean', a film which for your information I have now seen four times.

there's an old Army barracks that they have relocated to the bay from elsewhere and turned into a reastraunt. I wandered over there around 6;30 and ate fish as the sun went down over the south china sea, two small fish in fact, tasty though. Very picturesque.

Tottled off home around eight an retired to bed by 10:30. Very tired indeed.

Friday was another late start but I didn't really have plans beyond going to see Kill Bill 2, so no big deal, ate pork Dumplimgs for breakfast (again!)n and made my way slowly over to 'pacific place' a massive shopping complex of which there are many. It was also the location on UA pacific place, the cinema.

Kill Bill was great, more of a western I though this time, dunno what youn thought but it made me laugh, especially the 'Five point exploding heart technique' and Pad Mai, was that his name?

Literally did nothing else all day, retired for a Stella in Hong Kong park where I finished War and Peace! I won't spoil it for those of you who want to read it, but I go the ending I was looking for even if Tolstoy rambles on for the lst 50 odd pages about seemingly not alot. maybe I missed the point or it was a bad translation, but he had a point to make and rather than just makingit, he felt the need to extrapolate on it forever. Extrapolate, is that even a word and if it is is it spelt correctly, and if it is and it's splet correctly, have I used it in the right context. If I have, well done me.

Anyway, I'm reading 'Son of the Circus' now by everyones favourite John Irving.

Whereb was I, oh yeah, finished book, ate food, went to bed, watched Boomtown in bed. fell asleep.

This is a bit of a weird entry.

Saturday was about to be another write off, but having breakfasted on guess what, yeah you guessed didn't you, I made for the Hong Kong Museum. hadn't planned to but feklt like I should make some effort being as I hadn't done much the previous two days.

I spent early afternoon there and found out all abiout the islands history, including the enevitble bit about the British empire flooding china with Opium, and quite shockingly, the chineese not been too happy about it. So we did a bit of raping and pillaging ad then we fired a few cannon at people brandishing sticks and swords. And then they came round to our way of thinking, paid us loads of money for the lost Opium trade we had missed while having to make war and leased us the Island for 99 years, a bit like Iraq now except we on't be leasing it for 99 years, we'll just be running it for 99 years. oops, got a bit political there.

Anyway, yeah we kicked those peasants asses.

i then had a bit of an angry momnet as I headed to the bus stop with my bags to get the bus to the airport. people everywhere, pushing, shoving. Idiots. Rage. London flashback. Cities make me angry, nope crowds make me angry.

I eventually found the bus stop and headed to the airport. The departure lounge was my home for the next four hours and I watched the sun set along with the announcement for the 2010 world cup.

The flight was almost empty so lots of room to spread out. It flew by, scuse the pun, and I was back in Thailand in seemingly no time.

I had a great time in Hong Kong but I think the 5/6 days was alittle too much, I did try for four but there were no flights and I think having done so much on day 1 and 2 it let me with little to do thereafter. That's what i am getting used to though not feeling preassured to find things to do and not feeling like 'm wasting time if I'm not in a temple or on a mountain. it's ll part of the experience.

And here I am, feeling very tired (hope I don'thave Sars) and with major indecision. I was supposed to be going to ko Tao tonight but I watched a programme the other night about pyramids, some of which were in aisia and I now really want to go to Ankor in Cambodia. I'm off to check it out now. I'll let you know.

Oh and I've put loads of photo's on previous entries.

Arrivaderch,


Oliver.


*rattling - talking for those of you not familiar with northern dialect. My mum uses it alot, usually in reference to our Alice in fact. Go Figure.
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