How to even describe Hong Kong? Of all the places I've been in the last 5 months, I could imagine living there. You know I'm a city girl, and this was just the right place. It has Marks & Spencer's AND Cotton On. A blend of my favourite clothes shopping.
The good things started right at the beginning. The airport had a Pret-a-manger. I sat down and devoured an avocado wrap with relish, before buying a second one for dinner later. I successfully navigated the trains on my own. I eventually found my hotel in Chung King Mansion. I'd read so many bad things about hostels and how cramped they were here, I figured if I'm gonna be cramped I'll be cranked in my own space.
And I was. My room, including ensuite, was the size of my bathroom at home. I crashed with people the first two nights so really I only had 5 nights there. Can't complain though - comfy bed, two pillows, choice between air con or a fan. Complimentary shower slippers. Everytime I walked in the building someone asked if I needed a guesthouse and the lift took an age but hey. I had my own space.
And my own cleaner. She said white people hate housekeeping. I admit, it's wasteful to get new towels everyday but when your shower is directly over the toilet, you need to use your towel to wipe it dry. So I accepted the new towels.
It started raining not long after I got there. The forecast said rain every day, but I was lucky and had two days - Sunday and Monday - didn't have rain.
When it rained on Friday I went to see Deadpool 2. When it rained on Tuesday I saw Jurassic World 2. Cinema wasn't cheap but nothing in HK is. When it rained on the Wednesday I stuck to my guns and took the tram up to Victoria Peak, where I got a great view of the fog.
My two big activities were Disneyland and Bungy jumping from Macau tower. Thankfully those were the days I had good weather. Not a drop of rain around Disney all day; in fact I sweated like a mofo and was super shiny for when I met R2-D2.
Disney is how I wish life were. Smiles and bright colours and yes sometimes bad things happen but you overcome them, usually with love. The princesses are kind and often feisty but beautiful too and all the animals love them.
The world in Disney is full of wonder and possibilities.
The world outside is hard and repetitive and frequently dull.
I cried the moment I got in the gates. I cried on It's A Small World. I cried at the PhilarMagic 3D show, especially when Aladdin sang A Whole New World. I jumped as Mystic Manor and screamed on Hyperspace Mountain, which was now Star Wars themed so that made me cry too.
I cried at the parades when Tinkerbell and the Princesses waved at me.
And I cried when I met R2-D2, but only after I had just about held it together when I was actually meeting my favourite droid.
I left the park after 10 hours, drained but full of joy.
Macau is a strange place. Full of casinos, it takes an hour on the ferry and you need your passport to get in as it is its own territory.
I only went for the bungy, the last thing on my 5 things to do before 30 list.
It didn't disappoint.
At some point I'll put up the videos and the photos. The first time was a slightly underwhelming experience. But then the manager Toad persuaded myself and another girl I'd got talking to to do it again. So we did. Backwards. And it was incredible.
I have a frequent flyer pass for Macau tower and the fourth jump is free, so I will have to come back...
The one other major highlight of Hong Kong was seeing a former colleague Amy. It was lovely to catch up and hang out and it made my trip there even better.
So here's to you Hong Kong: you were expensive, wet, and lots of fun.
The good things started right at the beginning. The airport had a Pret-a-manger. I sat down and devoured an avocado wrap with relish, before buying a second one for dinner later. I successfully navigated the trains on my own. I eventually found my hotel in Chung King Mansion. I'd read so many bad things about hostels and how cramped they were here, I figured if I'm gonna be cramped I'll be cranked in my own space.
And I was. My room, including ensuite, was the size of my bathroom at home. I crashed with people the first two nights so really I only had 5 nights there. Can't complain though - comfy bed, two pillows, choice between air con or a fan. Complimentary shower slippers. Everytime I walked in the building someone asked if I needed a guesthouse and the lift took an age but hey. I had my own space.
And my own cleaner. She said white people hate housekeeping. I admit, it's wasteful to get new towels everyday but when your shower is directly over the toilet, you need to use your towel to wipe it dry. So I accepted the new towels.
It started raining not long after I got there. The forecast said rain every day, but I was lucky and had two days - Sunday and Monday - didn't have rain.
When it rained on Friday I went to see Deadpool 2. When it rained on Tuesday I saw Jurassic World 2. Cinema wasn't cheap but nothing in HK is. When it rained on the Wednesday I stuck to my guns and took the tram up to Victoria Peak, where I got a great view of the fog.
My two big activities were Disneyland and Bungy jumping from Macau tower. Thankfully those were the days I had good weather. Not a drop of rain around Disney all day; in fact I sweated like a mofo and was super shiny for when I met R2-D2.
Disney is how I wish life were. Smiles and bright colours and yes sometimes bad things happen but you overcome them, usually with love. The princesses are kind and often feisty but beautiful too and all the animals love them.
The world in Disney is full of wonder and possibilities.
The world outside is hard and repetitive and frequently dull.
I cried the moment I got in the gates. I cried on It's A Small World. I cried at the PhilarMagic 3D show, especially when Aladdin sang A Whole New World. I jumped as Mystic Manor and screamed on Hyperspace Mountain, which was now Star Wars themed so that made me cry too.
I cried at the parades when Tinkerbell and the Princesses waved at me.
And I cried when I met R2-D2, but only after I had just about held it together when I was actually meeting my favourite droid.
I left the park after 10 hours, drained but full of joy.
Macau is a strange place. Full of casinos, it takes an hour on the ferry and you need your passport to get in as it is its own territory.
I only went for the bungy, the last thing on my 5 things to do before 30 list.
It didn't disappoint.
At some point I'll put up the videos and the photos. The first time was a slightly underwhelming experience. But then the manager Toad persuaded myself and another girl I'd got talking to to do it again. So we did. Backwards. And it was incredible.
I have a frequent flyer pass for Macau tower and the fourth jump is free, so I will have to come back...
The one other major highlight of Hong Kong was seeing a former colleague Amy. It was lovely to catch up and hang out and it made my trip there even better.
So here's to you Hong Kong: you were expensive, wet, and lots of fun.
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