Manila Invades Hong Kong
Hong Kong Travel Blog› entry 8 of 11 › view all entries
December 7th, 2008 – by: JeAr
In my opinion, one of the worst things that can happen to you while on a short holiday in a foreign land is to get sick. Alas, no one's exempted, not even good old me. Who would have thought?
So, after just a couple of hours being in a highly uncomfortable, alcohol-induced coma, I woke up with the second worst headache of my beautiful life (nothing beats my hangover in Corregidor). In fact, I woke up suffering from the 10 plagues of Egypt. I had hangover, running nose, headache, and chills. Okay that's 4, but you get my point, right? Right! I should go back to sleep, but I couldn't. My splitting headache just wouldn't let me. I just wanted to die again. It would've sucked if I did without even seeing 2IFC properly, but at least I wouldn't have to smell the incense in the elevators anymore.
Since I couldn't sleep, might as well... lie down for the next couple of hours, which is exactly what I did. Besides, I was waiting for my roommates to go out so that I could take photos of our room for my review. However, I swear to Angelina Jolie that one of them never leaves the room, ever. Now why are you in Hong Kong again, sir? So you can lie down in bed all day and night while using your laptop? Grrr! Well, whatever. I'd just take photos later, whether he's there or not. Just hope he put some clothes on. Ick.
I finally mustered the strength to get up. I just had to remind myself that I was there to see HK and not lie down all day like a lazy cat (unlike the guy on the other bed).
After that, I went for a walk along the street that I didn't know the name of yet, and by chance came upon one of the entrances to MTR Causeway Bay Station.
The feeling of order vanished the moment I stepped out of Central Station and into Statue Square. Whoa... am I back in Manila? There were Filipinos everywhere! In fact, I think all of them were Filipinos, except for the occasional Caucasians. It's both crazy and amusing! I tried my best to hide my smile behind my hoodie as I quietly took pictures while half-listening to the chatters. I think I picked up some gossips, some heart-wrenching stories of hardships, and some funny and silly nonsense, too. I salute them for their sacrifices in order to provide a better life for their families, and thankful that I was there as a tourist and not as a worker. Not that I would mind living and working in HK, but I'm sure life it's not a walk in the park for most Filipinos there.
A-ny-way, I had another reason to rejoice - skyscrapers! Hundreds of them all around me! I felt like a 2-year old on his first trip to the zoo, although in place of animals, there were steel-and-glass structures. I felt so giddy that I'm sure I looked like a psycho there, smiling to myself (thank goodness for my hoodie). All those buildings that I only used to look at in books and pictures, those buildings that I sometimes dream about (I'm not kidding here), all a few steps away from each other. It was heaven! I didn't mind the stiffness on my neck from all the looking up I did. I just walked and walked and took photo after photo, wishing that the sky was clearer.
Using my map, I walked my way from Statue Square to the IFC complex. There it was, the IFC buildings, 2IFC being my favorite in the world (dreamy eyes).
Back at the hostel, after dinner at you-know-where, I rested my aching feet. i think I walked more during this holiday that I did in my entire lifetime. Didn't matter, I had a good day. If only this cold would go away...
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