Day 31 - 24th July
So they day began as most gave in China - with rain lashing down from the sky. Terrific!
I thought my best tact would be to go somewhere that was predominantly indoors. At the bottom of Nathan Road was my answer. The Hong Kong Space Museum. Now anyone that knows me will know how much a geek I am for space. I love everything about it from the stars to black holes and beyond (if there is!)
I met an old couple from Melbourne, Australia who told me I should go to Oz to experience it. They told me I could fruit pick, work in bars etc and warned me about scams. I was grateful for their advice and bid them farewell as we went to explore the museum. I was pleased that they shared their info with me and I will definitely consider it. The museum was awesome, as expected and I lost myself for two hours just wandering around and learning about space. Great times.
I then moved to the pier to get some good shots of Hong Kong Island from Kowloon side. Again, I was left thinking how small I am in such a big city! It was incredible.
The rain lashed down further so I had to retreat for my hostel (looking back at pictures of my habitat here you'll know how desperate I was!) but not before I picked up a pineapple bun, a specialty in Hong Kong, I'd been told. It was pretty tasty, despite me hating pineapples and butter which was smothered inside. It had a crumbly top and soft bottom - insert your own joke here!
I caught up on some reading which was great, that Alice Peterson is a genius, and waited for the rain to pass.
The ever electric Temple Street Market.
My Dutch contingent, John (who has Chinese descendants so confuses people when they speak Chinese at him and he tells them he doesn't know any Chinese - a lasting memory from Hong Kong) and I agreed to head up to Temple Street to have a look around and possibly catch some dinner. We were met with stall after stall of electronics, books, clothes, trinkets, jewellery, lighters and the finest sellers you could hope to meet. The spectrum of price literally went end to end, as I was offered a 'good deal' of $80 HK for a leather bound notebook at the far end of the market to $210 HK at the other. I left it in pursuit of food.
We settled for San Miguels and flat noodles with meat at an alfresco place on a street corner (classy I know, but everywhere in China has a decent eatery on a street corner.) Safe to say, the pork in mine was amazing and left me more than full. John struggled on the way back and we sat for half an hour or so and let the food digest whilst we talked the world away.
I crashed shortly after, full and dreaming of becoming a spaceman (a cool notion, I tell you!)
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