Upon our arrival in Hong Kong, we settled in and went out in search of food – only to find the downstairs vending machine was the only local option. Cup O’ Noodles it was, at 1am HK time on Saturday. I don’t think I ever want to see another noodle again after that, and I am only a couple days into a trip to a region full of noodle shops. Ahhh, the irony.
Not even the 7/11 stays open 24 hours. Speaking of which, there are 7/11s everywhere, and at first this made me feel right at home but they violate a cardinal rule – there’s no fresh coffee in sight!!! Given tea’s popularity here, I would have thought that they might have a selection of that instead. Regardless, there are a countless number of tiny tea shops in Hong Kong which will have to be tried.
The dorm room has an amazing view of the skyline, and tropical bird calls punctuate the morning while people stretch and do Tai Chi in the parks below. Hong Kong feels familiar on some counts – the city atmosphere and the consumerism enshrined by its countless malls – but it is also so much different in others.