The Seoul team in Hong Kong!
The day after the arrival of Lars and Michael, my other good friend Paul was also supposed to arrive from Seoul. I was going to pick him up from the airport together with Nicolas in the evening. Nicolas said that he would take a nap, and when he would wake up we would go to the airport. Nicolas however, did not wake up even when I thought it was more than time to hurry up to the airport. I knocked on his door to ask him if it was not about time to go.
"Paul missed his plane too." I heard a half sleeping Nicolas speak from the other side from the door.
Perfect! First I miss my train, next Lars and Michael miss their plane, and now Paul also manages to miss his plane.
"He will arrive tomorrow afternoon"
The next day, Paul arrived without problems and told us what had happened the day before. With all his luggage (he will move back to France after his visit to Hong Kong) he entered a taxi to bring him to his local station to catch the train to the airport. The road however, turned out to be completely full of cars, and it took him nearly half of an hour to reach the local train station, which made him miss the airplane by just a few minutes.
And that while he was making fun of Michael and Lars missing their plane just one day before.
On Paul's first real day, we woke up at around 2PM because of too much drinking the night before. There were no real plans, so I decided to show them the Man Mo temple, a nice temple I had visited myself a view days earlier.
Nearby, there is this famous local eating house with lots of people. You share your seats with other customers, which is a nice way to observe the locals. The eating house has simple but tasty dishes such as fried noodles with chicken and egg, macaroni in soup and even maple sirup toast.
After having had lunch and viewing the temple, we decided to go to the "Victoria peak", a famous spot to look down on the city. We decided to take the taxi there, but it turned out to be hard to catch one. Even empty taxi's would pass by without even looking at us. When I sat on my knees in front of one of them praying with my hands, it finally stopped and we were ready to go to the peak.
Sometimes, there are postcards of famous spots in a city that really look amazing, but if this spot is really as spectacular as it shows on the postcard, this is really a rare thing.The Victoria peak is one of those rare places.