Waking up in the morning is always painful, no matter which country you are in.
the super soft pillows and flashy neckroll made for a long time falling asleep.
still, i made it out to go to Tsing Yi, which is just a giant shopping centre.
nothing interesting, so no pictures.
the super soft pillows and flashy neckroll made for a long time falling asleep.
still, i made it out to go to Tsing Yi, which is just a giant shopping centre.
nothing interesting, so no pictures.

We have breakfast beforehand, which was a dodgy looking beehoon stall with good standards as
usual, but i was too sleepy to take photos.

Hong Kong people must have really itchy fingers.

Heh heh heh.
Ate massive Beef Noodles soup, and forgot to take a picture again.
Dad landed, brother finished school, ate the Chee Choong Fun again. and then steamboat after.
Great tasting!
After dinner, back to brother's hall; jamming.

Took the bus back, and the idiot bus driver asked me to get off a stop earlier.
blinded by the bright lights of the street signs, i cursed his impatience and my inability to speak cantonese.
thankfully i found out first hand that many of them know English and are very helpful in giving directions, thus i got back rather quickly , at about 1145pm.
guess the streets are quite safe.
End of Day 2
Day 3 started off quite well, i guess. We planned to have Dim Sum with my brother and his friends, so it was later. I was hungry now, so i ate many cherry tomatoes and my mom bought the day before.

