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A better day after a disasterous evening
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Nick's Entry:
Hello from Hong Kong,
What can I say, except that I took the advice from some people back home to try the local food. These people are now off my Christmas card list. It was so traumatic, I almost cried and called the Hong Kong branch of The Samaritans.
Imagine the scene...
Me and Helen set out to find "Local Food". We end up at this very contemporary shopping centre, and made our way to the 13th floor. The food court was here, with an abundance of restaurants to choose from, all local food. We pick one, after looking at the menus outside and deciding the photos of the dishes look edible. We get shown to a table and ordered Chicken something or other. No knives and forks, (i expected this). So being fairly competent with chop sticks, I get ready to eat. Helen, on the other hand, never got the hang of eating with sticks. When our meals came, we thought, ok, so far so good. Then i realised my chopstick handling wasnt as good as I had previously thought. The locals next to us thought this was highly comical. The waiter, who didnt speak english, asked us in sign language if we would like a knife and fork. We accepted, though we looked even more silly.
Then came my first bite, im not sure what i had, but it wasnt chicken. This foreign object was torpedoed from my mouth back into the bowl, as descreetly as possible. A few more bites and I felt my stomach churn and within seconds i was ready to be sick. I didnt know what helens was like at this point, i couldnt bring myself to ask her for fear of the worst. We promptly got up, our bowls still full, (at this point I realised that Helen didnt like her food either) and paid and left. I felt very upest to be honest, I had tried this stuff and my body rejected it, at least i made the effort though. I think it brought to light the sharp fact that we were thousands of miles away and no familiar faces. (To be honest though my food did look like a bowl full of intestines!)
After leaving the food court behind, we went in search of bargains at the famous street market. We could buy everything from badges to bondage gear. After a bit of haggling, i bought a pair of Oakley sun glasses for 4 quid. I forgot to bring mine so it was worth it. (Obviously, they are fakes, but i dont care, i needed a pair)
Last night after going to bed on a meal of Beef crisps and cakes and a mars bar, I said to Helen, "What I would give to find an Irish bar with a guiness sign outside, that showed sky sports".
Someone heard my cries....
Low and behold, today, after going back to that bakery for our breakfast, we headed south towards hong kong harbor to see the sights. Amidst the hustle and bustle and bamboo scaffold, I spotted the Holy Grail. "MURPHYS BAR". I am not kidding when i say that the old Chinese Lady beside me on the street, almost went into a window, when i began to hop and jump up and down in relief.
Helen and I went to walk along the promenade at the harbor. Strolling down Stars Avenue. A walkway dedicated to the Hong Kong Film industry. We saw the hand prints of Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee. Hiiiigghh Yaaaa!
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