yesterday was such a hectic day for me. had uni 10 - 1, then work 2 - 6, then my flight was at 10.20pm. got to the airport super early, so i just chilled with Harry Potter. place was empty by the time i got there anyways.
the flight wasn't pleasant. sat next to an English lady who wouldn't stop yapping away. all i wanted to do was sleep, but the seats were so uncomfortable... and there was a whole group of 50ish Japanese schoolgirls at the back of the plane... yuckkkk. anyways, arrived in HK at 4am, 50 minutes ahead of schedule. the shuttle bus to my hotel didn't start running until 6am so i was stranded... with no cash, and no where to change currencies!! my only option was to get in a cab and hope for a kind driver. jokes. got to the hotel and grabbed some cash off my half-asleep papa. then i knocked out, it was the best/worst feeling ever. i was so sticky and yuck but i didn't give a fuuuu.
today went exploring with my dad around 11ish am. he loves it here. its his home. i love it here too, i feel at home. i love going places with my dad because it's like he's a local and so i feel like one too. we ate congee for breakfast at a seedy little resteraunt but it was so good. then went to meet up with my cammy & co. went to the markets, boy oh boy i love the markets. i splurged a whole $30AUD on a a-grade imitation D&G bag. i likey. after markets caught the train to granville street, must admit that the fashion here has gone a little downhill. but still a sight nevertheless. had some wonton <3 and a bit of a feed after a few hours of shopping, then headed home.
the rest of my cousins arrive tomorrow morning. gonna be a massive group of 15 of us, rawrr.
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there's no such thing as being curteous in hong kong. the people here aren't rude, they just don't care... and i guess it's ok here when they all have the same mindframe. the only people you respect here are your elders... its a good wake up call. sorta like there's no fakes. its so different here, and its hard to explain. but i love it!
the flight wasn't pleasant. sat next to an English lady who wouldn't stop yapping away. all i wanted to do was sleep, but the seats were so uncomfortable... and there was a whole group of 50ish Japanese schoolgirls at the back of the plane... yuckkkk. anyways, arrived in HK at 4am, 50 minutes ahead of schedule. the shuttle bus to my hotel didn't start running until 6am so i was stranded... with no cash, and no where to change currencies!! my only option was to get in a cab and hope for a kind driver. jokes. got to the hotel and grabbed some cash off my half-asleep papa. then i knocked out, it was the best/worst feeling ever. i was so sticky and yuck but i didn't give a fuuuu.
today went exploring with my dad around 11ish am. he loves it here. its his home. i love it here too, i feel at home. i love going places with my dad because it's like he's a local and so i feel like one too. we ate congee for breakfast at a seedy little resteraunt but it was so good. then went to meet up with my cammy & co. went to the markets, boy oh boy i love the markets. i splurged a whole $30AUD on a a-grade imitation D&G bag. i likey. after markets caught the train to granville street, must admit that the fashion here has gone a little downhill. but still a sight nevertheless. had some wonton <3 and a bit of a feed after a few hours of shopping, then headed home.
the rest of my cousins arrive tomorrow morning. gonna be a massive group of 15 of us, rawrr.
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there's no such thing as being curteous in hong kong. the people here aren't rude, they just don't care... and i guess it's ok here when they all have the same mindframe. the only people you respect here are your elders... its a good wake up call. sorta like there's no fakes. its so different here, and its hard to explain. but i love it!
