Last day in Hong Kong. Going to try and fit as much as possible into the remaining hours here. Even though the plane flight doesn't leave until midnight tonight, our pick-up from the hotel leaves at about 7pm.
We're going to take the Star Harbour ferry across the harbour to Hong Kong island to have a bit more of a look around there. Should be fun.
Went over in Hong Kong island to the Times Square building - eight floors of shops. Had a whole heap of electronics shops, but despite the different colours and uniforms, they all sold exactly the same thing. The prices were identical, even down to the internal signage and stickers for prices. Rather disappointing.
Stopped by the Hong Kong cricket club for look. I'd love the play a game there - talk about small boundaries with a very quick outfield. Not sure if I was suppose to, but I took a wander out to the middle to have a look at the pitch. Rather flat and hard, but with a decent covering of grass.
We went back over to the Stanley Markets for lunch. We were walking along the waterfront when I spotted a restaurant with a giant tv that was showing the end of the second test. So guess where we ended up. It was run by some crazy Swiss man with a Roger Federer obsession, judging by all the posters of him all over the place. Was quite nice to have a dim sum basket for lunch, down a cold Becks and watch the Poms get rolled - good stuff.
Went through the craziness of weighting the bags in order to get them under the weight limit for he flight. Naturally however, this didn't prove to be a problem when we got to the terminal and were checked in through the first class section. No weighing there...
Decided that with a bunch of $HK burning a hole in my pocket, I might as well spend it rather than let it go to waste and have to bother trying to get it converted. So I took off up the street to by one of the new Liverpool jersey. In my whole time in Hong Kong, I didn't find a single store that was selling the new home strip - I don't know if that's a sign of the team's popularity or what? So I picked up the new Away strip - with a discount they threw in for no particular reason, it bought the price down to $HK405 - not to shabby a price.
For some reason Dad doesn't bother to adjust his watch to local time - preferring to keep in on Brisbane time and to do the mental arithmetic to adjust it in his head. This can lead to certain situations such as the one we had where he stuffed up the math, leading Mum to freak out, think we were going to miss the bus to the airport and charge off back to the hotel leaving no-one to know where she was for 20 minutes. What fun...
Once we checked at the airport, we ended up in the first class lounge. Had a little bit to eat for dinner, sank a Kirin beer and had to laugh at the stupidity of having to use a plastic knife when all the other cutlery is made of metal.
One thing I'm not going to miss about Hong Kong is the disgusting Asian habit of sucking all the snot in the back of their throat, hacking up a huge glob of phlegm and then spitting it out. It's is just disgusting at the number of people who do that. That and the awful smell of burnt steam that wafts off so much of the food.
So that's it for Hong Kong - certainly an experience. Next stop - Paris. It will be interesting to see just how many people can and will speak English.
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