Monday, April 1, 2019

Riffs On Hong Kong -- Volume #2

These are rough estimates.  On the all important baseball cap stats.  Of those wearing baseball-style hats, about 80% are women, and ergo 20% are men.  Of those wearing hats, probably 75% are New York Yankees hats, 1% are other sports teams, and 24% are random hats saying random things.  

This next part is for my brother Rod.  This is NOT an estimate.  Exactly ZERO hats had the logo of the New York Mets.  So, if you are keeping score, that's several thousand hats sporting the logo of the greatest sports team in history, and zero of the Mets.  Stuff it Rod!

(Editor's Note: Are you okay?  Blogger's Note: Hell yes!)

One thing that I left out of our visit to the nunnery/gardens is that Bill took us to our first vegetarian restaurant in Hong Kong for lunch.  (Glen: it was your first meal outside of the hotel, of course it is your first vegetarian restaurant in Hong Kong!  Me: My bad -- I meant our first vegetarian restaurant EVER.  Anywhere.   In the world.)

And we liked it.  We've had tofu before.  We've had vegetables before.  But there has always been meat on the menu.  Not here.  Since it is a Buddhist property, it is vegetarian.  (Little known fact, the Dalai Lama is NOT a vegetarian, so he's got that goin' for him, which is nice!).  Anyhow, it was all good.

Don't worry, we made up for it at dinner that first night.  We hit Shang Palace, a one-star Michelin restaurant just a seven-tenths of a mile walk from our hotel.  And we dined on a four selection meat plate of suckling pig, roasted goose, chicken, and duck.  All quite tasty.

There are an amazing seven 3 star Michelin restaurants, twelve 2 star, and an amazing 44 one star Michelins in Hong Kong.  That's 63 total!  Shang Palace had actually dropped this year from two stars to one stars, but not having dined there before, we couldn't tell the "drop-off."  Great meal, and then we walked back.

By the way, it seemed like every place we wanted to go was seven-tenths of a mile from where ever we were at the time.  Or six-tenths.  We walked over ten miles Saturday and Sunday in Hong Kong.  Monday was just an eight mile day.  We were lazy.  Go ahead and scream at us!  "Losers!"  (There, Rod, do you feel better now?).

The brooms the park workers use to sweep up are very cool.  They are huge long straws.  If I got to use one, I would be a park worker for a day.  (A day mind you, let's not get carried away!).

After being here for three full days, and parts of two others, our Chinese language skills have really improved.  (Editor's Note: That's a lie!).  And, we are now totally comfortable with pronouncing the English versions of Chinese place names (Editor's Note: Fake News!).  

Traffic really doesn't seem that bad here, probably because so many people take the subway, buses, trams, ferries, or simply walk.  I've only seen one gas station (I'll admit that odds are there are more than that -- my comment was to note they are few and far between, not that there is only one based on my exhaustive search).

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