Hong Kong/Singapore/Australia Blog 17th August 1996

Pretty wet this morning. Had a shower. Toilet had stopped working. Bought some dim sum for breakfast. Inside the fairly large restaurant I was the only white person. I waited to be shown a seat, which is not the way things are done, and was finally seated at a table with a Chinese woman, her baby and her mother. Didn’t really know what I was eating but I suspect that it was the arse-end of a chicken.

Watched some TV and bought some Chinese porn magazines for Wayne. He had mentioned that they were fairly hardcore [author’s note – only hardcore for readers as they were written in Chinese and included no pictures]. Sat on a chair in the dormitory room and the seat fell off. I thought that Hong Kong would have been very efficiently run by Britain but it could be a case of “Why bother fixing things for China?” The place is quite run down and almost 3rd world in places. Found my way out to the airport with no problems. Talk about heaps of traffic. Almost left (well did but someone gave me a yell) my ticket folder behind when I checked in at the airport. They gave us a raincoat each while in the waiting room. During the showing of the safety film one of the flight attendants mimed and did faces, etc, for everything but the Cantonese parts. He received a warm round of applause. My window seat didn’t actually have a window. The flight wasn’t full and I was able to swap sides ok. We had an episode of Seinfeld and Sgt Bilko was the movie. Nothing to do at Singapore Airport (Changi). On the flight returning to Oz I sat next to Stefan Stegemann from Stuttgart. Had the same flight attendant doing safety procedure and watched Primal Fear. Leighton Keane, one of my mates, wasn’t at the airport waiting to pick me up. Shared a taxi with Stefan into Perth.

WHAT A TRIP.

- posted by Hammy @ 8:01 am