9-10 July 2010
In the morning, The Gap Year Buddy, The HK Friend and I all went out to Aberdeen for a late lunch of noodle soup which came with beef, pork, squid balls, fish balls and some other bits and bobs, just in case that wasn’t enough. Afterwards, we decided that that we’d had enough excitement for the time being and so went back to the flat and crashed by the pool, under the clouds. Despite the lack of sun, it was still hot enough for us to sleep on the sun-loungers – we are from England after all, this was still basically tropical compared to what we were used to.
Once we awoke, it was obviously time for food, so we headed off to Central to grab some brinner (breakfast/dinner FYI) at the Flying Pan. I finished my grilled cheese and tomato sandwich in ten seconds flat – probably. It was small but delicious. I didn’t regret my food order but in hindsight perhaps I should have ordered two. I wasn’t feeling great so I had to take myself out for a walk in the not-so-fresh, hot and muggy air, whilst my friends forced down large quantities of waffles and pancakes. My walk took me to a temple, which had sadly closed at 8.30pm so I turned around and headed back to the restaurant.
After a couple of hours back at the flat, we re-emerged once again for a night on the town. All the bars either side of us on Main Street in SoHo were packed out, as we wandered down to a club called Sugar. The entry price was enough to knock the wind out of backpackers like us – HK$160 for girls and HK$250 for boys – but, once you were in, it was an open bar, so you could easily make your money back. Sadly for me, due to the aforementioned illness, I was taking antibiotics and so wasn’t really able to drink. I had to help myself to £16 worth of orange juice instead. Gutted.
The club was quite empty apart from a couple of groups and a guy busting some wedding-dancefloor-esque moves so, at about 1.30am, we decided to move on elsewhere. We tried the place next door, which was apparently free for girls but it seemed there was a guest list that we were not on. Instead we ended up at a bar called Zinc, where happily there was a lot more people, but we could barely move to dance. A waitress came over to tell us we had to order drinks if we wanted to stay so we left.
Next we tried another bar, called Club 97. Finally we had found somewhere busy but not too busy to dance. It also had a good atmosphere but it still wasn’t long before we left. We moved to a restaurant around the corner instead and found noodles with pork, beansprouts and mushroom. The noodles had the texture of Shredded Wheat but apparently that was done on purpose. That was fine for me because I do like my Shredded Wheat. Finally we caught a taxi and headed to bed.
In the morning, we went for dinner with The HK Friend’s parents at Two Macdonnell Road coffee shop. It was good, with a buffet for starter (tuna salad, spare ribs, watercress soup, smoked salmon and pineapple chunks), spaghetti bolognese for my main and more buffet for dessert (two lots of cookies and ice cream with hundreds of thousands and nuts – unsurprisingly I couldn’t manage cake). The cafe was located up in a high-rise building so we had amazing views as we ate all the food we could possibly want.
When we were in a position to move again, we headed to the MRT station so we could go off and get our palms read. The place we were heading to apparently was the most accurate place we could go to but after seeing the HK$250 price-tag, I decided to leave my future a mystery. After my friends had some rather conflicting readings, regarding their love lives and eyebrows, I decided I had probably made the right decision. The HK Friend actually had quite a positive reading, with tales of marriage and her own business. The Gap Year Buddy’s was less positive – I don’t think she was happy. I did learn that big fingers apparently mean that you’ll be a bad housewife. I took a look down at my hands and figured that there was no point in me trying to get the hang of cleaning then. Oh well.
After my friends had been enlightened, we went to a temple before visiting The HK Friend’s university. The views were pretty impressive I have to say. We ended up in the university bar, which was empty thanks to the summer holidays, playing pool. I actually got a couple of good shots in (no one was more surprised than me) but shockingly I still lost in the end. It was then time to eat again (of course) so we ordered some beef with satay noodles, fried rice with ham, lemon chicken, chicken bone and squid mouth at a restaurant nearby. Standard stuff really. We returned to the university to catch the views from the roof of one of the colleges before falling asleep to Mamma Mia back at the flat.
Read about the rest of my trip:
- Hong Kong Part One: Twilight, chicken’s feet and eating out of the toilet
- Hong Kong Part Three: the Gold Coast, roast geese and a boat tour
- Hong Kong Part Four: a giant buddha and a last ladies’ night out