On the way back to the States, we stopped for 3 nights in Hong Kong. After 3 weeks in Thailand and Cambodia, it was a wonder of modern convenience, order and consumerism. Among the vast and efficient network of public transit options, shopping opportunities abounded. At every turn – in underground stations, along elevated walkways, at tourist attractions and throughout the airport – sat Gucci, Hermés, Louis Vutton, Coach, Burberry, Prada, Cartier, Dolce & Gabbana and a host of other haute couture stores. The men and women on the streets attest to their popularity, as every other person walking by was branded by at least one famous label or another.
Wandering through the city, we first made our way through the elevated walkways and escalators of the mid-levels. We crossed through the zoological park and botanical gardens as well, and ended up at the base of the historic Peak Tram that navigates a few insanely steep hillsides to the top of Victoria Peak. Although we could not see much of the city through its blanket of haze, we enjoyed the views and lush green surroundings. Walking up and down the hilltops also did us some good.
We also booked an evening harbor cruise to watch Hong Kong’s nightly half-hour laser light show, in which 20 or so buildings flash colors and patterns in rhythm to resolutely upbeat instrumental music. Each building was designed with integrated exterior lighting that strove to outdo the others. It was like a nightly 4 of July show.
We also booked an evening harbor cruise to watch Hong Kong’s nightly half-hour laser light show, in which 20 or so buildings flash colors and patterns in rhythm to resolutely upbeat instrumental music. Each building was designed with integrated exterior lighting that strove to outdo the others. It was like a nightly 4 of July show.
We also took the underground out to Lantua Island area and headed up to a large bronze seated Buddha statue. It was beautiful and quiet (except for our motor-mouthed companions in the gondola). Then the rain started pouring down. Basically in the cloud, moisture came in from all sides. We sped around the Buddha and then found a dry café for lunch. Pelle found a shop selling plastic ponchos, which we put on for the wait to return down the mountain. Of course, about then it also stopped raining. Ah well, we are now prepared for future rainspells.
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