Well it is now day 7 in Hong Kong and I feel as though I have been here forever. The place is just teeming with olfactory overtones which immediately trigger emotional memories which I'm sure will transport me right back to the city in the coming years. Such a city of juxtapositions, beggars and coffee shops, swarovski crystals and tacky plastic "jewels", Dim sum (steamed dumplings filled with a varity of ingredients but all seem to taste the same) and exorbitantly priced upmarket eateries. American influences of fashion design and need for espresso bars and Ben and Jerry icecream, ex pats galore living on Discovery bay with their designer poodles and garden workers wearing the traditional domed straw hat.
Saturday we travelled to see the "Big Buddha". To get there we took a cable car cabin across the sea and the mountains which involved 30 minutes of dangling at perilous heights with a 360 degree vista views. The little touristy village with japanese graden was a nice stop point for Starbucks and a blueberry muffin before climbing the numerous stairs to reach the 34 metre bronze buddha statue. Guarded by statue attendants, he perches on the hill facing the monastery. Large brightly painted and gold leaf encased incense sticks are burnt inside the monastery gates and people bow and wave them
in the direction of the temple.
We travelled back by "crystal cabin", this time having a completely glass floor in which to view the plummeting depths and let the imagination plot the safest place to fall in worst case scenarios.
Thrilling! We saw pin pricks of fisher people in the shallow seas below through the glass floor.
Must relieve my post for another eager tourist wishing to us the free internet now!
Saturday we travelled to see the "Big Buddha". To get there we took a cable car cabin across the sea and the mountains which involved 30 minutes of dangling at perilous heights with a 360 degree vista views. The little touristy village with japanese graden was a nice stop point for Starbucks and a blueberry muffin before climbing the numerous stairs to reach the 34 metre bronze buddha statue. Guarded by statue attendants, he perches on the hill facing the monastery. Large brightly painted and gold leaf encased incense sticks are burnt inside the monastery gates and people bow and wave them
in the direction of the temple.We travelled back by "crystal cabin", this time having a completely glass floor in which to view the plummeting depths and let the imagination plot the safest place to fall in worst case scenarios.
Thrilling! We saw pin pricks of fisher people in the shallow seas below through the glass floor.Must relieve my post for another eager tourist wishing to us the free internet now!
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It all sounds so amazing Rex. Post a picture or two when you get home.
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