Good Evening Hong Kong...

I’ll give you all the "10-peso version" of the remainder of the flight. I was able to catch about 3 hours of shuteye sandwiched in between watching the entire first season of the new comedy, “Modern Family.” I kid you not I had to catch myself from laughing out loud on several occasions. It made the time fly and if you are not a viewer currently, I highly recommend that you tune in.

Dinner was served about 2 hours before we touched down. The meal started with a fruit and cheese appetizer and was capped off by some sort of a pasta product. Once that was all devoured I was pretty sure that I had set some sort of a record for calories consumed on a Pan-Pacific flight. Regardless, it was all very well done and I waddled off the plane fully satisfied and feeling somewhat like a cross between a wood tick and a three-toed sloth ready to meet China head on.

Stepping off the plane was a bit of a surreal experience for me. It marked the first time in my life that I ever stepped foot on any land not considered North America. Two things became immediately apparent. 1) The Hong Kong Airport is enormous and 2) It looked an awful like any other airport I have ever been in. I finally made it to customs and was pleasantly surprised that the line was manageable. Once it was my turn I presented my documentation, explained the reason for my trip and was promptly waived through to get my bags.

With bags in tow, I decided that I would test the Airport Rail Shuttle on for size with intention of taking it all the way to Central City in Hong Kong. The ticket cost 100 $HK and the trip took a total of 24 minutes. If this ride is any indication of the rail infrastructure here, China has it all over New York. It was clean, spacious, quick and easy to understand. Once off the train, I took a taxi to the apartment to which I’ll be staying.

Needless to say that after the long journey I was a bit wired and so I took a stroll down the street and stopped in to a convenience store to grab some essentials. Once back, I sat down with a beer and the remote with intentions to polish off the evening. As it turns out, I have access to exactly 14 channels in my apartment (For those of you that missed the Vivian Chow music spectacular last night, I feel for you…it occupied 3 full stations here). Only one of those channels, “Pearl Network,” was offering programming in English. Just my luck, it was playing some god-awful Rowan Atkinson movie that was damn near unwatchable. I did my best to keep up, but my mind wandered and eventually I tossed in the white towel and called it a night

Couple of shots of the Bedroom and the View I Enjoy from my 5th Floor Balcony