With that goal in mind, the copilot reasoned that we might as well stop by Hong Kong while we were in the neighborhood. His mother is originally from HK, and a good bit of his family still lives here. We also recruited one of our ski-loving friends to join us.
|Frequent flier status pays off: business class|
|Location: middle of nowhere Siberia|
|Futuristic dystopian Los Angeles or present-day Hong Kong?|
|Not too crowded on a weekday...Saturday the streets were packed.|
The food was weird...but delicious:
|Much better than Americanized Chinese food.|
The copilot's uncle kindly took the afternoon off of work one day to drive us into the New Territories area of the city. We stopped at a fishing village:
|IT'S STILL ALIVE|
|The water is a bit cold this time of year...|
|Top of Victoria's Peak|
|Aunt and uncle have a great view from their apartment!|
|Tea at the hotel: a popular passtime|
|The Star Ferry: quintessential Hong Kong|
The one thing I didn't get to do was visit a local yarn shop--one of the copilot's cousins is a fellow yarn enthusiast, and she recommended some shops she likes, but we never made it. Next time...
Then--off to Sapporo on a Saturday night red-eye.
|Hopefully not drooling.|