I knew I should have brought my flats to Hong Kong, because I didn’t realize that I can’t always wear my flip flops when it comes to a classy venue, and I’m too picky to wear heels that my feet will die in. I guess the good thing is that I can buy flats anywhere in Hong Kong, since this place has so many shopping districts.
Our first stop of the day was to hit Sheung Wan for our ferry tickets to Macau, which is where we’re going for the weekend! Ferry tickets = somewhat unstable boat ride = unhappy stomach = puking. So you know what I’m definitely using: my fantastic Motion-6 medicine which probably just works as a placebo and tricks me into thinking I’m okay.
Some of us went to meet up with Chin in Mong Kok for lunch at the Shanghai lamein restaurant in Langham Place, which has such good noodles. The girl to the very right is Cynthia, who reminds me a lot of Jennifer Lu. Hah! I have a slight tendency to compare new people I meet to the ones I already know back home, I guess it may be an adaptive habit that comforts me by connecting things to the familiar.
People love cam-hoing with the Monki statues set up in Langham Place, and I am one of them.
I think this may be my last time coming to the Shanghai restaurant, because the food prices are a little bit out of my budget. Or I’ll just wait for when I go to Taiwan, so I can order xiaolongbao from Din Tai Fung. YEAH BOI.
I guess we ate our lunch pretty late, because the workers were all getting ready to eat their own late lunches. Dude, look at their big pan of rice. It is GIANT sized.
Chin & I split up from the others after lunch because they wanted to shop around Lady’s Market for some cheap stuff, whereas I just needed a new pair of flats that I can take to Macau in case we go clubbing. It’s time to go classy! But obviously, classy to me means just going to Argyle Center and getting hustled by a lady as soon as she caught me looking at a shoe, and her getting a shoe stretcher to crank it wider for me when I asked for a wider size.
Shoot, that’s Asian stores for you. What if I didn’t even want the shoe? Then you’ve got just one pre-cranked shoe, just waiting for some loving. After the store-lady cranked the shoes twice, she figured I would need a bigger size instead, and I settled for those flats because I was pretty desperate for some.
They were some pretty cheap shoes, but at least I finally have something that’s more presentable than flip flops.
Chin & I got into a discussion about Japanese girls who like to walk pigeon-toed because they think it’s cute, so we tried it out. In retrospect, this picture is very unattractive.
I saw this on the MTR while we were going to Jordan. Apparently, in Hong Kong Winnie the Pooh is a Bruin, and his name is Happy instead.
We went to try a milk/steamed egg dessert place that my friend Kam recommended to me weeks ago.
I ordered an egg dessert with a skim milk layer on top, which was kind of bland and nauseating at the same time. Chin ended up eating the rest for me so I didn’t really waste food, yo.
We roamed around some Chinese plaza that sells teas, medicine, very Asian clothing, and huge mao bi.
On our way home, we passed by some bamboo scaffolding. I never really realized how cool it is, but Hong Kong construction doesn’t involve metal scaffolds that are normally seen in the US. Construction workers use sturdy bamboo poles that are just tied together with some ropes, and climb on top of them when they are working on buildings. It looks pretty damn dangerous, but they must be so nimble to be able to do that and not be scared to death.
