Trip Start Sep 14, 2010
61Trip End Feb 18, 2011
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I left New Zealand and Leanne, Chris and baby Jack with tears streaming down my face and even after landing in Auckland my eyes still kept filling up. I had only left them 2 hours ago and already missed them terribly and the thought of not being able to smell New Zealand air for a long time made it worse. Can't wait till I'm back.. until we meet again: "Thank you so much again for being such an amazing friend Leanne and putting up with me for such a long time. It has been so amazing living with you and your family!"
The journey to Hong Kong was rather stressfull as it turned out that the curry I had for lunch that day didn't agree with me too well
I hung out at the airport after my arrival as it was only 7am, cold and check in at the hostel not until 2pm. I got my Octopus Card (like our Oyster card) at the Airport Express Counter in the Arrivals Hall and went off to find my bus. The bus ride to Hong Kong Island was very impressive, although my eyes kept falling shut, I was so tired and hardly had any sleep in the last 35 hours. The skyline was amazing. These absolute massive skyscrapers and high rise appartements were built into sheer rock and hills and elevated roads were weaving in and out if them. I stayed in the Yesinn Hostel near Fortress Hill MTR Station. My room was on the 15th floor and it wasn't too hard to find either. A much better choice than staying in one of the numerous Hostels down Chungking Mansions in Kowloon. There was always space on the lift and the area felt really safe and transport was fantastic. Pretty easy to walk around from there as well. Apart from crossing over to Kowloon, taking the bus to and from the airport and using the tube when my feet were too tired, I walked everywhere. Also during my research into Hostels a lot of the reviews of Chungking Mansion likened it to 'New Delhi rather than Hong Kong' due to all the Indians and Arabs pestering you at the entrance to try and lure you into their Hostel
The first day I ran around like a headless chicken, dizzy and with a stiff neck from looking up and up at these endless skyscrapers. I just went wherever it looked great and interesting which was pretty much every side street and corner, changing my mind constantly. I must have walked over 10km that day. There was just so much to see and explore and the good thing was that it was just so easy to get around and there was no way of getting lost either, not with the hills on one side and the sea on the other. The next day I felt like a local already, recognising the streets and places and finding my way round without my map. I still was full of amazement how man can build such structures and how many people you can cram into such small spaces and right in the middle of it are the Botanical gardens and Hong Kong Park.. an Oasis in the concrete jungle and I had absolutely magnificent views over the city from there. The weather wasn't great, well even luck struck people like me have to run out of it at some point so a long sleeve top, jumper and fleece jacket were doing the trick and lots and lots of walking to keep me warm!
I went to the Mid-Level-Escalators which run from Central up the hill only a few meters away from people's windows and through SOHO. Seriously it just felt like being back in London's SOHO
It was a rather emotional moment. Here I was, an Austrian sitting in a Nepalese restaurant in SOHO in Hong Kong, surrounded by English people, watching the All Blacks play and listening to Resam Firiri. The ultimate moment and the whole 5 months cramped into one hour.
Photos will follow once I'm back in London.. no way of uploading them here..