Waiting in the transit lounge in Hong Kong airport I thought it would be the ideal time to write the blogs first post. However as I am lacking quite a lot of sleep it may or may not make sense but the journey has begun and so I guess my obligation to start posting has too.
After being told that I wasn't allowed to leave the transit lounge when I first checked in I managed to escape Hong Kong Airport's lack of mental (and material) stimulation and I find the express train into HK city (sleep deprived after an eta of no later than 05:45). On disembarking from the metro I was dismayed to find the weather was not the clear skies and warm weather igoogle had promised me. Instead the skyscrapers pierced the cloud leaving the skyline to the imagination.
I was quite fascinated by the tall buildings and interweaving walkways on Hong Kong Island, which beguile ones sense of direction and create snippets of views. The contrast to the gleaming curtain glass structures, Kowloon is home to a hodge-podge of towers and street markets. After wandering these I began to feel a bit claustrophobic. Towers in excess can be quite oppressive, especially combined with masses of people, erasing all thoughts of a personal space bubble. I didn't leave before I tried my luck at bartering for assorted souvenirs and fake goodies though.
If you come through one day make sure you go up the 2 IFC building - it's free and has a good view of the city or alternatively walk up battery path to the peak tram. This allows you plenty of ogling time at the Norman Foster skyscraper from different angles and a walk through some of the greenery amongst the urban concrete jungle.
My mind has stopped working so I will update with photos and maybe more from HK when i arrive in Madrid!
Till then over and out,
A.
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