View of our cabin from the top bunk. |
Each sleeper on our train had six bunks. Kiely booked the top bunks for us, which were a bit close to the ceiling to comfortably sit, but afforded us a spot next to our bags and plenty of privacy. I did find that this was where my theory about a skirt being far easier to travel in than pants failed a bit, as trying to climb up and down from the bunk was no easy task. The bunks themselves were very comfortable. I think I may have had my best sleep in over a week, but whether that's the train or Tylenol PM is open for debate.
Kiely was fast asleep as I faced the challenges of Surprises 1 and 2 |
Then came Surprise number 2:
the cabins aren't labelled on the outside, so I wasn't certain which one was mine when returning. I had counted doors en route, but when I counted back, the room I found had more shoes on the floor than I remembered seeing in mine. I opted for one door over, and with some intrepidation, climbed up to the third bunk. Much to my relief, I found it both it empty and with my stuff in the basket on the wall.
The sleep ended when the Chinese muzak started soudly piping in around 830.
Yuki and Kiely at the MTR stop |
As budget friendly accommodations go, the Olympic Terrace was great. We had two small bedrooms, a bathroom, and a kitchen for the equivalent of £70 a night. I never would have found this place had Darren not come across it in a Guardian article of great budget places to stay in Hong Kong.
Best Thai Curry, Ever |
After dropping off luggage, we headed out for a late Thai lunch in Kowloon City's Thai Corner.
We picked a place called Golden Orchid from our guide book, and the food was fantastic. I think it may have been the best green curry I have ever had.
at Chi Lin |
After wandering around a bit, we hopped on the MTR to Central where we ran a few errands before meeting my old NYC workmate, Jim, in Lan Kwai Fong for a few beers in a bar called Stormie's. It was good to catch up, and much like Kimiko, Jim makes a very compelling case for moving to Hong Kong. I officially consider myself tempted.
Lan Kwai Fong |
By the time the Portugal- North Korea game went from 0-0 to 7-0, it was time for dinner. We headed around the corner to Tokio Joe and I started to make up for all that sushi I don't have in London.
The food was excellent, but I failed to take any pictures of it due to lack of battery. We headed back home around 11, ready for sleep.
The food was excellent, but I failed to take any pictures of it due to lack of battery. We headed back home around 11, ready for sleep.
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