Third time’s the charm, someone said. On my third visit to HK, I am phooey-ed and whoomped and whew, very tired. I’ve never walked so fast all my life. The islanders hated me when I tried to chill a bit and walk a little slower down the Tsim Sha Tsui streets, as if I meant to block the way or something. There was the same smell all around… Oh well, for reference, go to Binondo in Manila. I meant to take the tram to Victoria Peak but alas, it would run smack into the check out time of our hotel so we ended up on the world’s longest elevator instead. Disneyland was … a disappointment considering the expense of the plane fare and the ticket price. I felt many things were missing there… and then I was all too glad I didn’t actually apply to work there. I’d be better off in a karaoke joint in Manila! I’d be happier in Malate!
We met a fellow Pinay (been 6 years in HK as helper) inside McDonald’s who wasn’t given anything to eat by her HK family. She had to buy a sundae cone for herself, out of her own pocket, and it wasn’t even her idea of a day-out! This depressed us. Anyway, I’d taken the karmic joint earlier and taken video of islanders at the public pool at Kowloon Park. It was prohibited according to the woman guard, so I got shooed away from the pool area. Karma for the Pinay helper’s amo that was-I violated the humanity at the pool.
If I ever go back to HK, it would be out of earning my bread or for something artsy like film festivals, fashion week or a jump-off trip to Macau. I’d had enough of it. Next place please.
VICTORIA HARBOR-I took this photo while riding on the top level of the Star Ferry crossing from Kowloon to HK Is.
