A good ole 9.20am screening of Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows followed by a mad dash to Wan Chai for lunch is certainly an interesting way to start a morning. Surprisingly the theatre was half full, but given that it’s Hong Kong and apparently people don’t have jobs to go to, that’s quite normal.
Tsuen Wan Adventist Hospital for some touristy sight-seeing of the partner’s birthplace was followed by delayed bus trip back in Central.
Indulgence has taken me in Hong Kong and left an engorged clone in my place. Dinner tonight consisted of a pork chop curry, my uncle’s beef curry, vegetarian dumplings and a pomelo lime juice. Desert was a corned beef and egg submarine with hot chips. Yes, that’s right, desert.
The post-meal walk around Tsim Sha Tsui was a struggle against the increasing burden that was my poor stomach. The boat ride across the bay didn’t help, neither did walking around in Hong Kong winter with just a t-shirt, and probably neither did the Lucozade I slammed in front of the Toy Story exhibit.
Also, I’m not so sure placing my hands upon the ground on the Avenue of Stars was the healthiest thing to do. But knowing that my hands are as big as Jet Li’s definitely makes me sure that I’m at least somewhat safe, in case I get jumped at some dingy back alley. “Be careful, my hands are the same size as Jet Li’s - if you know what I mean…” — sure does sound pretty intimidating.
In other news, I am engrossed by the Wan Chai Computer centre. Not only does it have my lovely lovely Ducky and Filco mechanical keyboards, but they also have Canon 600D’s for $5500HK! Sign me up for a booth so I can live out the rest of my days from that mall, please! You’ll know which one to deliver the food to. It’ll be the one that overflowing with cream soda cans and mochi ice cream wrappings.
Tomorrow: Ocean Park