Aaaaand, we’re back again! With another possible monster post. Because we love you that much. Why else would I dig through a million and one photos with a cold -because of the غبار- at work? (Don’t tell my boss I’m doing that, though.) (Seriously.)
Anyway, our second day pretty much started with a bang. Literally. The bathroom ceiling in my parents’ room leaked sewage at 6am. Luckily they were up for prayer and called maintenance before anything could really happen, and the hotel was pretty fast in fixing the situation, they automatically upgraded my parents to one of the larger suites with a much better view. Point 3 for the Peninsula. (First being in-room check in, second being my birthday cake.)
Up and early, we wandered around a bit before heading to harbour city for breakfast. We thought we could find a cafe there that opened a little earlier than 10:3oam for breakfast but no such luck so we got sandwiches from the first open place we found. Which, happily, was Eric Kayser, and which, happily, had better tasting breads and stuff than the one in Paris. Have I mentioned how awesome bread here is? Yes? Well. It is.
Toys R Us was right by Eric Kayser, and the tweedledums wanted a look (and so did we, to be honest), so on we went.
We The Tweedledums had to be dragged out of there because we nearly bought all the lego who wanted to waste their time in a shopping mall when a whole wide world was waiting to be explored?
I grabbed a baby chococcino before we left from Pacific whatchamacallit…
and Tweedledee got himself some new shoes because his old nikes were falling apart (although he still thinks it’s in pristine condition). And then it was off to the metro to get to Central for a restaurant I’d found online that sold halal cantonese fare!
One thing about the metro system in Hong Kong: It is awesomely organized. Very easy, very efficient, goes everywhere, and isn’t expensive at all. Get an oyster card if you’re the sort to use public transport a lot. We don’t so we got single journey tickets.
After seeing Hong Kong Island, I’m kinda really glad we didn’t listen to people and live there. It’s a lot more quiet than Kowloon and getting from one place to another on foot isn’t the most ideal thing as there are a lot of highways without sidewalks or intersections between one area and another. Mind you, this is a first glance opinion, as we went to Central only once and it was a very brief stay so it could be a lot more lively at night or something.
After some walking and a little gettting-lost-and-then-catching-a-cab-to-the-damn-place, we finally got to Bowrington Street in Wan Chai. And then with a little more guessing, we found the elusive halal duck shop! Which, happily, turned out to be in an actual local cooked center that didn’t have a single tourist in it. I hate to sound all snobby tourist but… yay authentic food experiences!
Mind you. I don’t recommend this place if you’re picky, a hypochondriac, the seating/atmosphere’s fanciness matters to you, or if you don’t know how to use chopsticks. Actually, if you don’t know how to use chopsticks and you’re visiting hong kong… well. Just get one of those utensil travel packs. Or get a crash course in chopstick using. And it’s okay if the people sharing the table with you stay a little longer because it’s amusing to watch you try to separate the meat from the bone using chopsticks. No, really. Because it is amusing.
Chopsticks! love’em. really. I used to carry a pair around with me in riyadh just in case we ate out. Don’t ask.
We had ordered two ducks, but one would have suited us just fine, and we’re a family of 6. I think I would have preferred a chicken or duck noodle dish, if they made that.
One lovely thing I’ve noticed in Hong Kong though, is that they have a waste not policy in all of their restaurants. There’s always a sign somewhere reminding you to order only as much as you can eat, and if there are any extra leftovers, you might be charged for your waste. I wish more countries had that attitude. It’s better for the health, and restricts food wasteage.
we explored a bit nearby and somehow stumbled onto this square, which was really lively.
And then it was back ‘home’. we didn’t stay long in wan chai, unfortunately.
On the way back, we passed by Kimberly Street (home the previous post’s turkish restaurant) to drop off a mighty load of film I had to be developed. The lab’s called Dot Well Photolab and I definitely recommend them for anyone who wants cheap good quality processing done. Plus, the place sells used equipment and although I didn’t get the chance to peruse their collection, it looks awesome.
On the way back (I just noticed how we’re always on the way back to the hotel. Hm.) we found a little street vendor that sells The. Best. Pineapple. Buns. Ever.
Quick side information: Pineapple buns are called so for the crust that coats it and not because it has pineapples in it. Although it can have pineapples or custard in it. In this instance, we were lucky enough to catch a new batch of buns right as it came out of the oven, and unholy fudging popsicles did it make all the difference. Try and get them hot please. Please.
We also tried the custard buns (yum) and the egg tarts (eh. not worth it. get a pineapple or custard bun instead) and then we went back the next day because I was in love.
And then we got ice cream from an ice cream truck, because why the hell not? Ice cream is appropriate for all times and places and seasons, wethinks.
for reasons unknown to anyone at the time but which I know recognize as an attempt by my family to do as many things as possible in one day so that when we finally wrote our posts about them I would break down and cry from the sheer size of a post we decided to stop by the Ladies Market, in Mongkok, at around 9:30 to see whether it would be worth a visit the next morning or not.
And it was a good call we did, because it really isn’t worth wasting a morning for. It’s nice to go to an open air market but don’t expect to find any, well, finds. One, you have to bargain a whole lot to get a decent price. Two, most of the stalls are recurring, with phone covers, bags, paper punchers, and thumbdrives being the most popular. Three, Temple Market has the same thumbdrives but at a much cheaper bargain. Remember that. I found out after buying some from here. All that being said, I loved it. I love tchoks and cheap markets and buying things I don’t need, it’s massive fun. Mind, though, they closed up shop around 10:30, 11pm.
The day ended (don’t worry, this post is nearly done) with a trip to a supermarket for a simple dinner.
We went a little crazy on the pocky sticks. NOTE: We later found out the salad pretz unfortunately have a pork additive in them, avoid them. Always reread the ingredients before you eat anything packaged, especially since in HK they always add an english description. Make the most of it as you can.
We obviously failed at a ‘summary’, as you can see. Next post, third day and Macau, promise.
sincerely dedicated to all things happiness,
two boots and a farwa