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Hong Kong: Day 2 (unfinished)
Hong Kong: Day 2.
(Well its 5.30 in the blimin morning and I have had absolutely no sleep. I guess the simple answer is that I am sleeping in the top bunk and only 4 feet below is the belting sound of my sister, Wendy snoring. Stomach cramps, a dizzy head and a wish to nip out for a fag don't help things very much!)
Well today started well and I went to a village in Tai-Po which in all appearances looks like a scaled down version of the business districts of Tsim Tsa Tsui. A woman that constantly harangued us with stories of woe and tough times happened to be a distant blood relative from my late grandfather's side, personally I was so hungry that her concerns flew over my head and it didn't help that her spoken Cantonese was incredibly fast! After winding through stories of market places in this plaza we finally sat down to eat our version of breakfast. I tucked into beef and vermicelli noodles, whilst my oddball sisters had taken turns to munch their way through rice porridge (congee') with shrimpy bits and pork and a second dish of fishballs and rice noodles. Through venturing outside of this building was a layered mountain with flats arranged in a concentric formation. Down below was the railway lines. I took all of this splendid scenery in whilst smoking a roll up of Cutter's Choice.
Well in regards to the ID card, I got redirected to one office and when I dialled the relevant number was referred to another governmental office and ad infinitum. Finally I was told to attend the office tomorrow morning sharp to be allotted a time for an interview with an immigration officer in the city of Sha-Tin. The only problem is that only the first 200 hundred people on the day will get their cards processed. If I were to arrive later and become say person number 201 in the queue I would be given a friendly summons to up my butt and reapply the next morning.
More to follow after I get some kip.
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Reading this makes me miss Japan. The introduction I had there to meals that surprisingly tasted as good as they looked taught me to never judge another culture's palette by ingredients or smells. Thanks for sharing the journey. On to read more,
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Feels like one of those real life docs on Discovery. This is great stuff, being able to read the highs and lows of your travels...
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Comment by: Teri - 2007-04-02 21:02
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Ah, Mish, your trip has been all ginger flowers and sweet red bean paste, yes? NO, and that's what I love. The honesty and realness of your visit to Hong Kong. This is wonderful. Thank you, darling nephew, for taking us with you.
Love, Aunty Teri xo |
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Comment by: foxfyre - 2007-04-02 17:39
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| I love that you are allowing us to be with you in your travels via editred Mish!! |
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