Lesson learned after this night: Do not plan to pull an all nighter when you are recovering from a cold OR a hangover. Also, do not pull an all nighter in Causeway Bay, where there is practically nothing to do.
How do I even start describing our shenanigans?
We can probably point the finger of blame at PETER, who was dying from boredom as if he were experiencing withdrawal symptoms. He IMed me online, telling me that he wanted to go out, but we were a little bit uncertain due to how late it was. If we went out, we would have to take a taxi back home, which is pricey if you split it between two people. I really wanted to eat something a bit healthier, like the fruit at Hui Lau Shan, so I suggested that to him. After yelling at me about wanting to take a helicopter to Macau (apparently it only takes 16 minutes,) or going to China for just under 24 hrs (apparently you are allowed to be in the airport without a China Visa,) or going to Thailand to experience the beachfront terraces (which was purely impossible for a one night stay), he signed up for going to get some dessert.
We called up Chin, who just happened to be in Yau Ma Tei with a friend, and he was down for meeting us in Causeway Bay, which has the closest Hui Lau Shan that closes the latest.
We met up outside the MTR station and walked for a bit before realizing that I didn’t know where the Hui Lau Shan was. Peter threw a death threat at me (“If we get lost, I’m going to kill you.”), so I went and asked an owner of the store, who pointed me at the right direction.
Chin always likes to order the most expensive thing on the menu, so here’s his weird coconut thing with harsmar or some other.
And I, of course, like my fruit cups.
Obviously, Peter got Guilin gao, which is the only thing he gets here.
We walked around for a bit to explore Causeway, and I noticed that there was a Hui Lau Shan right outside the MTR exit that we came out from. That was obviously my fail in taking us to a far one, but I made Chin take a picture because he’s in all of my “fail” pics. He’s pointing at the Hui Lau Shan, not the construction man.
We found a coke vending machine that serves Self-freezing coke bottles, which I wanted to try. Ice slowly forms in the coke after you open it to drink, but I didn’t do it right so there wasn’t that much ice. Peter recorded my failure in a video.
As the night dragged on, all the stores around us began to close. The Giordano that we walked by was mostly fenced off, but there was a little door for the tiny pixies to get through when they finish locking up the store. It’s so hard to believe that corridors and openings in Hong Kong are SO not fat people friendly. They’re probably Chin friendly.
Peter wanted to eat at this dumpling food stall that we usually go to, but it was closed by the time we go there, so he settled for a hot dog. I’m glad I haven’t sold out into getting a hot dog yet, although these people love their sausages.
Once it hit 12:30AM, we realized that we wouldn’t be able to get back home to HKU in time without paying for a taxi, and we were also too cheap to let Chin pay the $300+ to get to CUHK from where we were. Chin kept saying he was okay with paying, but we thought, “Hey, let’s just see if we can hang out here in Causeway until the MTR opens at 6AM!”
Much roaming led us to a Karaoke place called N-E-Way, where we could pay about HK$140/person to sing our hearts out until the MTR opens. The three of us didn’t want to karaoke with so few people, and we didn’t want to not have alcohol, but all of us weren’t in the mood for alcohol, so we left and walked around Causeway some more.
We found a seafood restaurant where famous people tend to go, but Peter walked away really fast because of the fish heads looking at him.
It’s a good thing that the Mcdonalds here are 24 hrs, for drifters like us to bum around and sleep in.
Time went by too slowly by sitting around in McDonalds, so we went to Times Square to use the restroom. Peter tried to scare me with his reflection by being a creeper standing outside the door, but it was more gross than scary.
The Times Square opening that we came in through closed on us, so we took some cam-ho pics at the open escalator really quickly before anybody walked in on us. I guess when I told everybody to do a different pose for each self timer shot, it meant opening our legs wider and wider for each pic (except Chin, who was boring with his arms).
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Third:
The only exit we found wasn’t a normal one, but one used by workmen, where we had to get into a creepy escalator and walk into a shady hallway.
But we made it out alive!
During our second round of the Causeway Area, we figured it was time to find Victoria Park and hang out there. It’s the largest park in Hong Kong, so it must be something to look at.
Obviously, we did what we’re great at: getting lost. But we found a bridge that commemorates the Olympics, and is painted in the different colors (which I was too blind to see at night).
We finally made it to Victoria Park, which really is gigantic. It was already in the process of being set up for the Mid Autumn Festival, so we were pretty excited about how beautiful it’s going to look when we come for the holiday. Lanterns are going to be everywhere, I can already see it!
We wandered around, checking out every work-out area along the running path. This is supposed to be a semi S&M shot, but you can interpret it however you want to.
These workout poles are so weird, I definitely wouldn’t know how to use them if there weren’t directions.
If Peter were really surfing, he’d already be in the water with that form.
This, I believe, is the STRANGEST jungle gym thing I’ve ever seen. And a great opportunity for Peter to be GROSS.
It’s a workout for the arms though.
And incredibly bromantic for the guys.
Or artsy!
Or plain creepy, which Chin is good at.
We didn’t have the energy to walk through the whole thing, since I was finally hungry, so we went to a 24 hour restaurant where we thought we could order dim sum and beef noodles. I guess at 3AM, the owner isn’t going to have much dim sum to serve, and the beef noodles turned out to be ramen. Boo! It was decent, but dehydrating.
We wandered back to the McDonalds afterwards to kill the last couple of hours, where we tried not to fall asleep.
Too bad, we got kicked out of those comfy seats, because we weren’t supposed to be on the 2nd level. There wasn’t anywhere comfortable on the first level, so we went and walked around Causeway another time.
Finally, the hour hit 5AM, and we watched some workers just casually open the UNLOCKED gates of the MTR to get to their stores. We followed them and sat down on the stairs, where Peter and Chin became radios singing a bunch of nasty Bieber songs.
Huzzah! The MTR started running, and I have never been to happy to see green arrows leading me towards the trains. We all climbed into our beds at around 7AM to finally get our sleep, which felt so nice.
I guess it’s pretty sad that we spent the whole night out wandering Causeway without doing anything too exciting. My friends thought we were out karaokeing and drinking and being total bad asses, but no. We were sober, and it was still fun.
Would I do it again though?
Maybe somewhere that has an arcade that’s open 24 hrs.
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