Approximately 54 hours have elapsed since the Fantastic Four rose from their beds on Thursday, February 3rd, 2011, at about 3:00 AM. During this time, we have spent a good 22 hours on planes, and crossed twelve time zones. Our initial flight departed Boston at 6:01 AM, and we arrived in Hong Kong 23 hours later, 17 years in the future. There ARE flying cars. Not much can be said about the flying, other than the crippling feeling of helplessness felt by at least myself, having for a majority of the flight from San Francisco to Hong Kong been absolutely clueless as to the remaining time. Also, the food was terrible ...
But I digress. I am not here to complain about airline food. I am here to leave an internet-bound journal of our day to day. And so I shall. Immediately upon arriving in Hong Kong, we were overcome with the humid and burning 65ºF. Having come from the winter wonderland of New England, this was a welcome relief. We arrived at our hotel, and within five minutes of checking in, Hong Kong greeted us with a spectacular fireworks display, in celebration of the Chinese New Year, the year of the rabbit. Afterwards, we wandered the streets of Hong Kong, admiring the bamboo Scaffolding and fake-Rolex-peddling. At some time around 11:00 pm (I’m not sure because the 747 completely destroyed my sense of time for the past 54 hours), we turned in.
The next day, which is apparently today, but feels like two weeks ago, we ate breakfast at the luxurious YMCA (where it is very fun to stay), and met up with Jessica Holmes, a DS grad currently working with WPI in Hong Kong. Jessica helped us navigate the city, which is essentially a giant mall with some streets thrown in, and we ended up atop Victoria Peak, by way of a ferry, a terrifying bus, and countless escalators. Needless to say, the views atop the Peak were stunning. High Rises and skyscrapers galore, many pictures were taken, some deleted.
By way of a tram, we descended Victoria Peak, and made our way back to our hotel. We then hopped on a plane, and flew to Guilin, in a very short hour and a half. In Guilin, our tour guide, Julie, who I recommend to anyone planning on visiting, greeted us at the airport. We went to a very touristy, yet very awesome boat ride, which brought us under countless bridges and some pretty cool mountains. Following the boat ride, we had dinner in a suspiciously vacant restaurant, delicious, and turned in.
That concludes part one of the blog, and I hope you enjoyed it.
3 comments:
Enjoy yourself! see you soon~
Hilarious, Colin -- keep em coming!
Fabulous Colin! Hemingway eat your heart out!
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