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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.