I was hoping that Hong Kong would be a good start to the trip. Oh yes. We had our 24 hours of Hong Kong which, by its bigness and craziness and strangeness just stopped me completely thinking about all the stuff I was supposed to do before leaving Perth.

The stream of consciousness goes something like this:

Arrive in HK Airport about 8pm. Planes everywhere. Airport is huge. Glass and steel. Walk a mile, then take a flat out driver-less train to another terminal. Walk another couple of miles. Hurry hurry. Get baggage. Ask about hotel voucher. Get directed to other end of terminal. Walk a couple of miles with bags and tired kid (feet don’t work). Enormous glass-sided elevator. Walk more. Ask. Walk back again. Buy expensive but good sandwich. Walk, elevator, walk to bus terminal. Outside at last. Night. Hot and sticky (duh). Climb on bus. Worry about luggage getting stolen. Double decker bus! Get front seats at top. Big windows. Rain. Lightning. Hundreds of twenty-five story apartment buildings. Massive freeways. Massive bridges. Maybe fifty big container cranes in the harbour? Roads being built everywhere.

Nathan Road, Kowloon. Neon! Amazing! Get off bus. Bea nearly stays on by herself! Hotel foyer. Lolly shop in hotel foyer (makes little girl very happy). Tiny but comfortable room. Downstairs in the Bar. Free welcome cocktail. Free WiFi (makes Gra very happy). Lifts. Nearly midnight. Sleep.

And that is just the first couple of hours of the place. And amongst all of that I didn’t once think about the unfinished things in my lists. Ahhh. Holidays.