We took off on the 28th of December and it's now the 30th so you can make up your own story of what happened on that missing day and send it to me. The best gets posted on this blog and wins two nights at The Paris Palace in Hong Kong (flights not included, terms and conditions apply).
Our priority was to find a decent room, but after being shown lots of 'No room at the inn' signs and just starting to think we may have to spend New Years in a stable, we strike gold when we come across the wonderful Kimberley Inn – clean, modern and big enough to swing a cat (and the restaurant downstairs will even buy the carcass from you afterwards).
On further inspection I started to suspect that this was no ordinary hotel and that it may actually be the sort of establishment that is frequented by clients who require room rates on an hourly basis. My suspicions were first aroused when I noticed that our bed, which was surrounded by mirrors, was round (I know, I know), I grew more convinced when I found a selection of condoms by said bed and the 24-hour porn channel pretty much nailed it, the deal clencher was seeing the 50 year old geezer go into the room next door with 2 dolly birds. As I said, wonderful, it was clean, modern, large and it had a porn channel, check out the Derek Trotter style controls on the side of the bed– genius!
We spent the day looking around Kowloon (which is the mainland area of Hong Kong) and visited the art museum, the avenue of stars (with the exception of Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan I had not heard of anyone – I tried in vain to find 50s super-sleuth Charlie Chan) and watched the evening Symphony of Light show where all the buildings from Hong Kong island are lit up for the delight of the tourists all the while doging badly dressed Pakistani touts offering to make me a suit. Hong Kong at night is mental no one seems to be going anywhere and yet the streets are packed, think Blade Runner and you are damn close.
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