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15
August 2001
Hong
Kong
We
arived in the mid afternoon after a creaky but uneventful flight.
We were very excited about being in Hong Kong. It had a great energy
and it made us both a little homesick for New York- all kinds of people
crowding in the streets paying alot of money for food and wearing
expensive stylish clothes- how could we not miss New York.
We
took a long walk in the afternoon up to the ladies market and back
via the night market. Jay gawked at all the fancy electronics and
mobile phones of the future. We were a little confused about the exchange
rate so we thought everything was REALLY expensive- it turns out stuff
was just pretty expensive. So that first day we really didn't
buy anything. We did however go to see a Hong Kong action movie- which
was in English, Chinese, Japanese and Korean with English and
Chinese sub-titles. It was a pretty classic tale of hired killers
and police officers and big shoot outs and pan-Asian plots to take
over the world of hired killers etc. All in all a great time.A very
satisfying way to spend the evening in Hong Kong.
16
August 2001
We
were booked on a half day city tour for the morning. This was our
one and only "group tour" event for the trip. It was fine-it
made us appreciate our other methods of travel. For the morning in
Hong Kong though, it made perfect sense, the sights there are pretty
minor- it seems to be more about being than seening in alot of ways.
We went with the bus group to the top of Victoria peak and looked
out over the sprawling city full of cheap high rises filled with cramped
apartments. We visited a floating village in dowtown HK- eveidently
a lot more people used to live there, but its been going out of fashion
to be a "boat person" and the fishing's not as good as it
used to be et.- so now they take the tourists through to earn a little
extra cash. Really it wasn't much different from the Cambodian
and Vietnamese fishing villages- except that these ouse boats were
all equipped with generators and TVs and air conditioners etc.
Next
stop with the group was a jewelry factory. They gave us the way to
tell fake pearls from real pearls- you rub them together- if they're
fake they'll feel slippery- real pearls have a kind of gritty feeling.
The jewelry on offer at the factory was mostly ugly and very expensive-
we did know the true exchange rate by now. They did have a weird room
full of email forward wisdom- all posted on plaques on the walls.
This was prety silly and enjoyable- quotes like "The Boss is
always right- even though he may be stupid and ignorant and not know
his head from a hole in the ground he's always right," but also
more of the goofy variety. Well- it was just odd enough to catch our
attention.
The
last stop on our group tour was the Stanley market. We found that
to be uninspiring. They had t-shirts and lots of stuff made in China-
we figured we wait til we were really there to buy Chinese stuff.
After the morning tour we were dropped off at our hotel about 3 pm
and headed straight out for Dim Sum. We went to a restaurant near
the hotel and reccomended by our guide. It was very good. It
was up on the third floor in the back of a shopping mall- we came
to discover that much of Hong Kong is hidden in vertical nooks and
crannies. We had a great lunch, but unfortunately we proabbly
can't ever go back there.
After
lunch we spent a while eyeing all the fancy computer goods on display
the on the floor below the restaurant. About an hour later we realised
that we didn't have the camera with us anymore and went back up to
the restaurant to look for it. A woman working there acted very suspicious
but insited that they didn't have it. We went back to the hotel and
asked the concierge to call over to the restaurant and ask in Chinese
about the camera- we thought there might have been communication problems.
Well he got an earful from the lady and informed us again that "no
they didn't have the camera, the woman had informed him we'd just
been there, blah blah blah-" basically no one was very pleased
with us. So next we called the tour company and luckily the camera
was sitting there on the bus- so now we can't go back to the Jade
Garden restaurant- oh well.
Well,
My other agenda for Hong Kong was to get a hair cut. My hair had been
in my eyes and bugging me. So I'd also asked the tour guide for a
suggestion earlier in the day for a hair establishment. He pointed
me in the direction of a shop near the hotel, where he was sure they'd
speak good English. It was very glamourous. I had to pick what level
of hair artist I wanted- ranging from assistant stylist- to executive
artist or something like that. I selected in the middle- someone from
the senior creative team- I mean I didn't need some consultant
messing up my hair. Well, a very hip guy named Amen appeared and proceeded
to cut my hair- mostly by using the "Cousin It" method of
pushing it all in my eyes and cutting from that postion. Literally
he combed it all forward and worked like that for about and hour and
a half. When he was done, I looked like my Japanamation self- lots
of little jagged edges of hair framed my face. There are very stylized
wispies cut on all sides and a nice solid cute shape over all to the
hair cut. Jay was quite impressed when he saw what they'd done to
me. Of course it lasted for about 10 minutes. We went out into the
wind of the evening and it was basically a big short mess in short
order. We had a delicious dinner at a fancy hotel and then called
it an evening.
17
August 2001
Hong
Kong to- train to Shanghai
We
had the whole morning in Hong Kong.
We
had a lot of errands to run and mostly used it up taking care of practical
business- like shipping home our loot from Fedex. I was also
trying to buy some pants before we left Hong Kong, because one of
the 2 pairs I brought with me was starting to disintigrate on my body.
Some
more back of the 3 rd floor explorations in another shopping mall,
led us to an awesome restaurant for lunch- www.hkoldrest.com-
and the filene's basement of Hong Kong- the IT store. We tried on
super cheap clothes, but unfortunately there was nothing in my
size. Its hard to shop for clothes in Asian countries. They laugh
when they hear my shoe size and Jay's size 12 they cant even fathom.
IN clothes in China where we are right now, I am an XXL for shirts
and an XL for pants. So we didn't get any pants or shoes at the super
hip IT store.
We
stopped at a grocery store before heading out to the train station
just after 1 PM...
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