While in the middle of making toast for breakfast and fixing my drawer I came across a huge pile of tickets, stubs, and several tourist guides from H.ong K.ong. I collect them thinking I would be making an album for all my travels which never happened anyway. I can't seem to find the time to do so. But I like collecting them hence, the pile of mess.
I've been thinking about traveling to H.ong K.ong last winter since I've been having these stopovers there coming here and going back to Manila so I thought why not give it a try. How difficult can it be when I've already been there a couple of times and explored a lot of sites with my sister.
So I made a plan, a three-day stay just before I go back to Manila. I saved all winter so I could do a little bit of a shopping. After searching thru hundreds of hotels, I finally a booked somewhere in K.owloon, apparently it's the cheaper side of H.ong K.ong. Made all the reservations and stuff. I didn't apply for any packaged tour for the thought of saving my cash and I didn't have the best experience in the past with them.
Then I arrived last Febuary 27 at the airport so familiar. It wasn't so difficult to find the double-decked bus that will take me to K.owloon side. Upon arriving, the hotel wasn't even ready for my arrival. Blame it to the huge flock of tourists and they were experiencing some overbooking. Instead of waiting at the lobby, I decided to grab a quick bite outside the hotel. I went to McDonald's cause it's open 24 hours and I arrived past midnight. After I ate, it's about time to go into my room and take a rest.
I woke up early and decided to have a long walk outside. I heard that it was their cold season in H.ong K.ong at that time so that explains the winter clothes. I thought it's rather hot to be wearing boots and fur but whatever... I just wore my plain summer clothes and a light jacket.
I've been to a couple of places... lost my way to the avenue of stars, lost my way to the peak, and kept losing my way going back to the hotel. I took a ferry and went to M.acau, originally I planned a whole day trip there but it wasn't that fun except for the portugese architectural design of the village. I realized, it doesn't matter where you are or how beautiful the place may seem to be if you are traveling alone. My last destination is the M.ong K.ok night market to buy some stuff. I bought myself some jeans, a foxy pair of shades for my sister and some other souveniers.
I finally decided to settle my last night in H.ong K.ong resting inside my room watching cable tv. I don't want to risk any chance of losing my way back to the hotel again. I've had enough of walking and hailing taxi cabs for 2 days so I bought 2 cans of Sapporo beer and I called it a night. I went to the airport much earlier than I expected and have a lot of time to spare. I got really thirsty, blame Marlboro lights so I tried to find a reasonably-priced bottle of water but couldn't find any except for a bottle of E.vian. No way I'm ever going to drink water with the price... water is afterall only water, doesn't matter even if it's from the french alps.
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