Yeay! It's always nice to see friends again along the way, especially good friends! Pak travelled to Hong Kong for work this week and since she's not quite as bad a workaholic as I was she actually had some FREE TIME to spend with MOI! (Basically I camped out outside her hotel until she had no choice :P)I went to meet her on saturday and took the lazy way out - I decided to get a cab from my hotel on Hong Kong Island to her hotel in Kowloon (East Tsim Sha Tsui). It shouldn't have taken more than 15 minutes and HK$60 as it's pretty much four blocks to the cross harbour tunnel and four blocks after. I figured - armed with a map, knowledge of where I need to go, and telling him the route I wanted to take when I got in... what could go wrong???? Right. The cabbie obviously saw me coming and decided to take me for a loooooooong ride. As soon as I realised he was going the long (3 times as long) way round, I started arguing with him. He pretended innocence, then ignorance, and finally that he didn't speak English. And so I ended up LATE (again, as usual when meeting Pak - it just wasn't meant to be) and HK$155 lighter. The worst thing? Since he - pretended - not to speak English, I couldn't even insult him properly. So I said the most hurtful thing I could think of that he might understand and that I happened to know the Mandarin for: You have no honour. Wow - that must have really given him 5 seconds of bad conscience! heheh. I think I need to go study Chinese!!!
Anyway - I met Pak's Posse (extended family) in Hong Kong. They do exist, Pak really does have Chinese roots and they're all extremely nice and kind...so I don't know what went wrong with Pak... Just Kidding. :) We had lunch with her aunt, who is about the nicest, politest, and certainly most graceful ladies ever. She showed us some markets in Kowloon that I hope I'll be able to find again sometime. It's like a giant bustling maze though, and (duh!) everything looks the same from every street corner!
esult, I only have a photo of the walkway to the beach (see left), not the beach itself - sorry! I just couldn't hack it even with an umbrella and a fan. Luckily enough, all the others felt exactly the same way, they just weren't Dutch enough to blurt it out en-plein-publique. :) So we did a u-turn, got back into the airconditioned car and drove to an Italian restaurant for dinner. Hey, when in Hong Kong... eat Italian! yum yum.
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