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Part 3 : Shenzhen to Hong Kong
3:35 PM
Part 3 : Shenzhen to Hong Kong

Went through immigration to cross into Hong Kong.

Oh, and I forgot something about immigration while crossing from Macau to Shenzhen. The immigration officers were really scrutinizing the passport pictures and comparing it to your face and they took really long especially when the person concerned was a 'quai loh'. This caused a major hold-up in the queues where poor people like me were stuck behind them.
I mean, what are they so scared about?

Some hard-core dangerous minded capitalists trying to sneak capitalism undercover into your communist China ah? Hehe.

Aiyo, 21st century already and capitalism has been in China like for forever and it only had a setback in the past 70 years but its flourishing anew again right now. Just because you're an immigration officer and you have the power to detain someone doesn't mean you should simply exercise your powers.

Though I suppose its better than having lackadaisical attitudes and not looking at the pictures but merely stamping their visa so that the queue will move faster and your work will be over faster.

See, I am of such contradictory thoughts. =p
Took the train to Tsim Sha Tsui to reach Holiday Inn. I'm overwhelmed by the amount of people travelling on the Shenzhen-Hong Kong MTR. From old folks with newspapers to thirty-somethings in power suits and teenagers clad in their version of fashion with mP3's in their ears and young school children in uniforms which are quite cute. Well, some of them are lah. The pullovers with school ties and blazers matched with white socks and black shoes. Rather Western public school-ish. I suppose those blazers are awfully handy when the icy wind blows.

Oh, and I saw this tall and good-looking guy in the whole school uniform suit in black. Yummy! I wouldn't mind going to Hong Kong schools if they were all populated with guys like that. =p

Anyway, as we were about to enter the train, its was a bit of 'every man for yourself' concept. You'd darn well better push yourself into the train because the next train is 45 mins away. =(

It was a relieve to reach our station. And I had to lug my huge roller bag up this super long flight of steps as there were no lifts at our station exit.

What the heck?! *groans and starts building arm muscles*

Holiday Inn turned out to be 3 minutes away from the station. And because land is a precious commodity, it is in high demand, therefore rent is sky high. The entrance fronting Nathan Street was so small that my mum didn't notice it and just walked on.

We decided beforehand that we weren't going to Disneyland because its kinda small and expensive. Its probably overcrowded with tourists too. So I'd rather go to the one in Florida, USA. *hints hopefully to parents though I doubt they'll be reading this*

Checked in and roamed the streets for food. As usual, our first meal in a new city sucks because we're usually hungry so we just walk into the nearest half-decent looking restaurant.

I misread 'rice and fried egg and ham' for 'fried rice with egg and ham'. I got a plate of plain rice and a fried egg and 2 pieces of ham for RM13. What a con! Okay, maybe its my fault for not reading the menu properly, but still, RM13 for that?!

The bill came up to HKD183 which is RM91.50.
1 ringgit = 2 Hong Kong dollars (HKD).

And the food kinda sucked. In Malaysia I can probably have lunch in Italiannies for that price.

Walked along the streets and all those branded label shops. Giordano, Esprit, Ferragamo, Boss, Guess...you name it, you got it. And there were a whole lot of other boutiques as well. What you see in Humen and Shenzhen, you see in Hong Kong for double/triple the price. Which is why we went shopping in China first. =p
The row of shops with dangling lights. Kinda reminds me of Orchard Road. I wonder if Orchard Road borrowed their layout from them. I assure you, the real thing looks better than my pic.

My mum and I got bored of shopping temporarily (I know it sounds impossible, but its true!) so we decided to go to Kowloon park and gave my brother a break from walking from shop to shop. My dad decided to continue shopping. Nothing much to shout about the park but the greenery was a change from all those shops. =pPink flamingoes and cute ducks that resemble Mandarin love ducks.
I was hoping to get more ducks in the picture but I got more brother than ducks.
Some high-rise condominium near the park.
My brother's new found friend whom he met playing in the park.

Met up with my dad later as he bought McD's nuggets and we stood outside Miramar shopping complex eating them. I felt a bit like a homeless vagrant eating my food outside a lovely shopping complex with very nicely dressed people walking in and out...

Went back to McD's to buy Sunday cones.
Now I know how eating ice-cream in winter feels like.

And no, whatever myth you might have heard about how eating ice-cream in winter keeps you warm is just a myth! And I must say that Hong Kong's McD's Sunday cones are more milky than in Malaysia.

Headed to the Avenue of Stars to see the laser and lights show which was kinda disappointing to me. I expected something much better. But it was a good effort by the tourism dept as I'm sure it wasn't easy convincing those buildings to put up those lights and all the co-ordination. My brother who insisted on this picture because he says he's never seen such a big red fire hydrant before. Alamak, jacoonnya...At the beginning of the show...The laser lights and sound show from Kowloon sideA nightime view of Hong Kong island in its glory with lights ablazing

Avenue of Stars in Hong Kong is something likeHollywoods Walk of Fame. It was built in the past couple of years and they have handprints of famous people like Andy Lau, Jackie Chan and the like. And the whole place was swarming with tourists from China and Taiwan sticking their hands into those handprints and grinning away while a camera snapped their picture. Well, they say if you can't beat them, then join them!

So I did the tourist thing and snapped this.Andy Lau's handprints

My dad brought us to this supposedly famous Chinese restaurent in Lan Kwai Fong called 'Yung Kee Restaurant'. When we got to the restataurant, the waitress immediately said to take a number and sit down and wait. Estimated waiting time was about 45 minutes so we decided to walk around. The restaurant in Lan Kwai Fong

If you've seen those TVB series, you'd probably have a preconceived notion of what it looks like due to those shows. For example, part of my preconceived notion was from 'Healing Hands' where the doctors all go to drink at this regular pub, which I assumed was set in Lan Kwai Fong. The real Lan Kwai Fong is quite different and quite unsimilar to what was depicted in the show and what my brain assumed. Hehe.
The signboard speaks for itselfRoaming Lan Kwai Fong with hungry tummies
If you look carefully upwards, you can see scantily-clad mannequins hanging in the air

For one thing, pubs are usually pretty small as rental is expensive. They usually have 4 or 5 small tables and a bar. Heck, some of the pubs looked like they were the same size as my bedroom or even smaller!

Though that pub in 'Healing Hands' could have been set in SoHo which I've not visited so far during my 2 trips to Hong Kong due to time constraints and also because my mum wouldn't be very keen on me dragging her all the way to SoHo just to see what it looks like. Hehe.

Anyway, the restaurant's food was quite good, but not fantastic. I can't remember exactly what we ate, but I know we had mini egg tarts for dessert and they were delicious. Though the one in Perth's Chinatown still beats it in terms of taste and size.

The price was a whopper at HKD 1370!

But it still fell short of HKD 30 to meet my most expensive meal in Hong Kong which was in Morton's at the Sheraton where every other table except ours were celebrating birthdays. So shy, everyone at that restaurant was in nice evening clothes and we walked in with jeans and sneakers. What to do, we weren't planning on going there to eat beforehand...

Food in Hong Kong is expensive.
Even their McD's are slightly more expensive too.

There was a family of 4 opposite my table and there were 2 guys there but they were not cute, so no eye candy. =(

There was also this old fart at the table behind us accompanied by this young and pretty lady which looked Caucasion-ish but spoke fluent Cantonese without an accent. The relationship didn't seem quite platonic, 3 guesses on who she is to him. =p

Dinner ended pretty late aound 10pm so we decided to catch the MTR back to Tsim Sha Tsui. Oh, and train tickets there cost a bomb too. Just 3 stations away and one train-line switch and it costs RM4.50. For that price, you can probably catch the train to KLCC.

Fortunately, this time I noticed that concessionary fees included the children, students and senior citizens category so I bought concessionary tickets for myself and my brother. Although technically I'm no Honkie student. But, if the train lady says to buy a concessionary ticket for my bro and he's no Honkie kid, therefore as a non-Honkie student I should also be eligible for the concessionary ticket. Hehe.

I don't really care if I'm eligible or not. I'm just going to buy it and see if the security guard stops me. =p
In certain MTR stations, they actually have computers with free internet for your usage. I tried to log into MSN but somehow I couldn't get it to function. The lady next to me seemed to have no problem with it though. Nevermind, it doesn't matter if I can't get on the Net, I must try not to be so dependant on the Internet...
Who am I kidding?! Haha.
Dinner ended so late that we forgot to check out the 'Santa's City' display near the Central MTR station. Oops...

Nevermind, there'll always be another time. *wishful thinking*

Woke up late the next morning. We've been getting up comparatively late on this holiday almost everyday, compared to the normal tour package 6am wake-up call. Haha.

Anyway, we decided to eat 'dim sum' for breakfast. I went to ask the bellboy to recommend a good place for 'dim sum', and I knew he would recommend their hotel restaurant, which he did. But, I can't blame him as he's just doing his job of promoting the hotel. Hehe.

He recommended the restaurant 'Serenade' near the HK Cultural Centre. And like most Hong Kong restaurants, the first thing they tell you when you walk in is to take a number and sit and wait. But this restaurant was more high-tech. Instead of the waitress paging over the PA system for your number, you get to wait in this lovely sitting area with a flat-screen tv that shows the current number being paged.

As we were waiting, there was this 2 men who evidently didn't know each other but somehow struck up a conversation in Cantonese. I think they were talking about the waiting time. After a few minutes, their volume turned way up and I got annoyed. What the heck is your problem? Can't you two morons just get off your bums from the opposite corners of the waiting area and sit next to each other and converse in a softer tone?!

After giving them a dirty look, I tell myself, "Be nice, this is after all their country. Be a good guest." And I mentally try to block their voices out.

The 'dim sum' was nice, but not really value for money at that sort of price but the ambience was lovely. Their 'wu kok' (that deep-fried yam with meat filling) was totally cacat. Even Megah's 'dim sum' shop serves better 'wu kok'. As for their egg tarts, well, they weren't as good as last night's egg tarts. But they were a little bit bigger. =p

I wanted to go to the Ladies Market so off we went to Mong Kok MTR station.
The Ladies Market which was simply teeming with a boiling cauldron of homosapiens

I finally bought my white skirt and my white belt which I've been hunting for ages at cheaper prices than back home. But my mum says that Ladies Market is no longer the shopping place it used to be due to the places like Shenzhen and Humen. Its now more touristy which means you tend to get slaughtered there. I saw the pair of Chinese embroidered slippers that I bought for 58yuan in Shenzhen selling for HKD150+. I'm so thankful that I bought mine in Shenzhen. =p

Looked around for 'chao tao fu' (smelly tofu) but couldn't find any. =(

I've been to Hong Kong twice but never managed to try that so I can't complain how bad it is or say how yummy it is. Hehe.

But I managed to buy 'chan chu nai cha' (pearl milk tea) which is flavoured tea with little 'pearls' inside which are made of flour. I think this drink originated from Hong Kong. Or was it Taiwan? Anyway, what I do know is that the best 'chan chu nai cha' I've ever drank was in Thailand during the jamboree in 2002. Funny place to drink that, huh?

My shopping desires satiated, we were so craving for Tony Roma's (okay, it was actually more of I was so craving for it. But my dad was eager to eat it too...) that we went all the way to the Times Square at Causeway Bay.

I was super awed by the amount of people walking around the area and bowled over by the sheer number of people flowing in and out of the MTR Station during peak hours of the evening. I think it beats KL trains peak hour. While there was some pushing and jostling to get on the train, it was a bit more civilised than what we have in Malaysia. My brother was the worst-off because he was shorter than us so he got very squashed and he was very uncomfortable.
At Mong Kok station, Ladies Market exit

And as there are a few train lines in Hong Kong, we had to make some train switches along the way. It was pretty funny to see everyone rush out of the train to run across the the other side of the underground platform to switch lines to another train which was already there. It was like watching a whole army of ants swarm across the space separating them and this 10 feet block of sugar.
In Hong Kong, its practically impossible to get lost even if you can't speak Mandarin or Cantonese. For one thing, their public transport system is so efficient and wonderful, though expensive. They put up signs at the different exits telling you where which exit leads to. As a tourist, I find it quite easy to access most of the popular places and within a short span of time due to their wonderful public transport. They even have flashing lights that show you which is the next station and it also shows you which side of the train to exit.
If only we had such a marvellous and joy-bringing public transport system (but hopefully cheaper) like that in Malaysia. Sigh. Fat hope. =(

During my first trip to Hong Kong I was at the Times Square before I left and on the flight back home, I was watching Lara Croft Tomb Raider : Cradle of Life when I realised that the settings looked incredible familiar to me. A few seconds later, it hit me that a part of the movie was filmed in Times Square and I was just there yesterday. No wonder I could have sworn I knew that row of shops and the surroundings. Haha.
Outside Times Square with the glittery Christmas decorations
I really liked the hanging Christmas trees in Times Square. They look like they're floating in the air.

The restaurant was surprisingly empty. It was a pleasure not to have the waitress tell you to take a number and sit and wait.

Had my potato skins with melted cheese and chopped bacon and baby-backed ribs and Blue Ridge Smokies ribs and baked potato with sour cream and grated cheese. Mmmm...my mouth is watering again even as I type this. Malaysia's Tony Roma's doesn't even come to 10% of this yummylicious fantasticlightfully food. I was complaining about how this was going to be my last Tony Roma's for at least the next 9 months or even more if UK doesn't have them. =(

My parents insisted that I finish the last potato skin and blue molasses ribs to last me for at least the next 9 non-Tony Roma months. Hehe. =)

Since I only get to eat Tony Roma's when I'm out of the country, I always end up eating them in December when I go for holidays. Last year it was for dinner in Bangkok after SPM along with this super huge chocolate fudge brownie with ice-cream for dessert and the year before it was lunch in Singapore with my family and Huay Shan before I went to Bali and XPDC.

Rushed all the way back to the hotel to catch a hydrofoil to Macau where we were supposed to stay for the night.

Overall, didn't do that much in Hong Kong as I'd already been there before and done all the tourist sight-seeing stuff.

Written on Saturday, December 30, 2006; 3:35 PM


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