To be continued, unfinished post

Day 3 HK - Macau

We decided, coming to HK means we have to eat dimsum. And for the past 2 days we haven't been eating dim sum. It's like coming to Singapore and not tried durians or char kway tiao. Not knowing the place to well, we decided to rope in some help. That's not our dad, but my dad's older brother. So we took him out for breakfast.


Knowing our family inherited generosity, we knew Uncle wouldn't let us pay. So we waited for the chance. Eunyce and Kevin sneaked away to the 'toliet' and went to pay for the bill. Seeing something's up, Uncle noticed and got up and rushed to the cashier too. I did my best to distract him with my conversational prowess but to no effect. In the end, let's just say the young has surpassed the old.


I choose not to post any cliche dim sum photos. Overly done. So here's a clever one. Jo didn't get it. For some reason she wore a hat that day. So I insisted she hold up the menu up. It said Manhattan. Get it? If you didn't, YOU, my friend, are not smarter than a fifth grader.



Okay. Weird pose. But its joga bonito!

Next on the to-do list, was inspired by Victor's favourite TV character, Ah Wang. Who wouldn't love a mentally challenged, child-like ever-so-sweet semi-retard? I would. Plus everyone loves supporting the underdog. And he has a hot wife, whom he calls little wife. Okay enough of 8days, but Ah-Wang (no pun intended, this is really how you spell it in mandarin), help run a dessert stall selling tang yuan (as below). And the shop we found, offered a variety of other desserts.



Another genius photo. Ladies on ladies' street.



Then we went to ladies street or market street and found a shop full of plushes. Jo and Vic went crazy. Never seen adults going crazy over plushes. The last time was at neopets when people were buying them for their virtual pets.



Pointing at Doraemon's best friend. (yes, i forgot his name)



That's melody. Hello Kitty's best friend/ side kick. It's always them who don't get enough publicity. No, I'm not a big fan of My Melody, but someone I know is. Thanks Bella for that wonderful piece of trivia.



Oh the art of photobombing. Just as I took the photo, Eunyce or Victor sneaked a victory sign in. Low and behold, it fit nicely under Jo's nose, producing a mario-like moustache, as seen on her hand. Talk about coincidence.



Another round of desserts. I was laughing so hard till my face turned red. Why? cos I spilled all the coconut milk from the drink, leaving just the mango. How? I was offering Victor some of mine, so I decided to slide it across the table. Not knowing there was a segregation of tables, the cup tripped and fell, I caught it just in time to save the mangoes.



Ah, after packing all the things, we had to go to the ferry terminal to catch the ferry back to Macau. And look at that freakin ridiculously good-looking china bag. Running away from home never looked this good. It was so heavy, it needed 2 ord personnels to carry it. What's inside you might ask? here's a clue. An award-winning rapper from St Louis who sang about crazy temperature conditions in Singapore and the state of happiness. I don't know if I can reveal the answer for fear of local girls and ah lians mobbing over us in the future for discounts.



Jo has terrible motion sickness. So we prepared a bag. Okay, maybe its a little too much.



See the yellow thing in my bag? Believe me, its a banana bolster/soft toy. And it actually peels like a banana. Too bad you can't eat it, otherwise imagine all the protein in that fruit.



And whilst waiting for customs at the ferry terminal, we spent time playing PSPs. Haha, for a moment I was wondering who the heck took the photo. I totally forgot Eunyce! We were a tad of a nuisance with Jo's endless "bubble bursting". At least the security officers didn't have to worry about it being some sort of weapon.



Reaching Macau, we were greeted by Zeus himself and all his wonderful topless minions. I've never seen so many clay and picture tits in one room. The hotel should be rated NC-16, and not 5-stars.



After taking a breather (I need one now, this is a freaking long ass post), we head out for dinner. No idea where to, we walked towards the Venetian. And stop at a Tze char place. Like where all construction workers meet. Talking laughing and drinking loudly as ever.



Finally we've reached the Venetian. and this is freaking long.. and i'm tired... continuing another day

Day 2

Day 2: Hong Kong

After quite some time, I'm finally free to blog. Been busy at work, so please forgive me, those who frequently drive by.

We took the MTR (MRT) across, under the South China Sea and into HK island. There, we did not know where to eat. Frankly, everyone was afraid to just "settle". So we scour the business district in hunt for a good breakfast. Like Shenton Way or Suntec, there is no good bites early in the morning. So we had "fastfood" for breakfast. Not exactly dim sum, but we'll make do.


After a night's rest, 'it' still haunts us.


The holiday officially began. There were a couple of to-do, to-visit, to-eat on this trip. Shopping was not one of them. But it was on the other's. So we just had to look for H&M. Until now, I still can't figure out what H&M stood for. 'HAM'? 'Hers&Mine'? It sure as hell didn't stand for 'Jo & Eunyce'.



But the clothes weren't half as bad. It was actually pretty good. I got a sweater and a Polo T from there. And they had great ad campaigns too.


The journey was long, arduous and freaking steep


This is what happens when two officers of the armed forces try to navigate.

One of my to-do/visit places was Krispy Kreme. I had from Shah Aidil there was one in HK. I didn't believe him till I googled it. And HEY! what'd you know! There was a few outlets. So walking up the hill, I knew everyone was pissed at me being adamant on eating the ring of sin. Saturated with trans-fat, all the goodness of artificial sweetness, this is as close to heaven for me. If you don't know me, you probably can't tell which one is me from the pictures. Ironically, my t-shirt says 'Mr Skinny'. There was once in the States, my brother and I shared a dozen in one seating. And because of all the walking, I paid for donuts.


I was actually running in front of everyone else


See the sheer joy - Mission Complete

Another milestone completed was Victor's maiden journey to the peak. I believe everyone else's been there, but we had to do it again. We almost fought in front of the ticket booth, couldn't decide to go for the gallery view or just a tram ride. The one with the loudest voice won.

The tram ride was just as bad as the walk to Krispy Kreme. The steepness of the climb almost made me taste donuts in my mouth again. It was so slow we managed to take a lot of pictures.


you can tell who are the ones most traumatized by the tongue


i bet bruce had some balls of fury

Okay once at the top, this was what we saw.



A shitload of white/grey. It was hazy or foggy. The latter if you don't wanna admit there's a serious pollution problem. It'll be quite hard to explain if I was the sales guy at the booth.

"Sorry Sir, just to let you know, today's weather will be hazy, and you won't be able to see much from the top"

"Hazy? What do you mean hazy?" - tourist

Yeah, I can't find an answer for that. I'm sorry HK, I love you but the air was quite suffocating at times. So please don't sue me.

Even the lack of visibility didn't affect Jo's imagination, or her obsession to fly. [fly - meaning to stay momentarily in the air, and not sitting on a plane]



And we decided to take photos anyway, thinking we would have the time to actually photoshop actual HK images.




I can't think of a clever caption to put here.


Tongue again


I think I should start a caption writing contest, for readers to put in their witty one-liners.


Flying?


Flying? You don't know how many times we had to jump, and it always didn't come out right.


It was sad to have only 4 of us in the picture, so we decided to have all of us and let the timer take us. Not only do we have to anticipate the jumping, but also count backwards from 10. It didn't turn out too well. And I don't know who came up with the penguin inspiration. It looked like fun at that time.



Artistic CD Album shots.




notice HANDS ON HIPS. Great work kor.

Afterwards we headed back to the main island. Another on my to-do list was to visit the avenue of stars, at the boardwalk. Cos Laurina told me to. It's the most touristy place ever.




tribute to Grace and her fingers, and to Victor's fallen idol.

Seeing people take photos just makes you lose the want to do it. So we headed to find ESPRIT. I think we visited at least 5 outlets. And this is them carrying the girls' bags.



The evolution of a hungry tourist.


notice victor's dodgy eyes.


One of the best places for a meal, the roadside. Eat what the locals eat. The omelette's heavenly with all the deepfried fattiness of oil.


We were complaining how much we've walked all day. This what happen when we got back to our hotel.



I apologize for the lack of wit and humour. Will get to it with some inspiration.
So inspire me.