Many people (my gran-gran included) hate food shopping. But not I, I love it. I am also very good at it. Here I am with my basket perusing the vegetables, vital for my 5-a-day.
Earlier in the week I passed another milestone – my first trip to IKEA.
I was warned that it might be a tea and bun fight, but die to it being mid week in term time it wasn’t too bad.
I tried out the beds …
Today we adventured our way to Stanley, a small beachside town on the south side of Hong Kong island by bus. On our way to the bus station we passed a tanggu (literally meaning ‘ceremonial hall drum’) competition. The troop (? Not sure that’s the right word) we saw were amazing!
After a titchy disagreement about the location of the terminus we boarded a very pleasant air conditioned, double decker (no. 6X) which took us the scenic route round the island via Deep Water Bay and Repulse Bay, both popular beaches. I had a great time looking out of the windows at the passing scenery and even added the word ‘view’ to my vocabulary.
Once at Stanley Village we disembarked and made our way bayside to the string of restaurants lining the front. We chose one with a free outside table in the shade. The food was delish. I had penne pasta in a cream and cheese sauce. Not very Chinese admittedly but the menu was pretty much western food.
After lunch we went shopping round Stanley market and made some great purchases for gifts including a titchy Chinese silk baby grow for my new God-brother and for my as yet unborn bro.
This man wrote my name in Chinese on a plaque for me to put up in my bedroom.
We then jumped on the express bus (no. 260) back to Central which took us through the Aberdeen tunnel rather than over the top of the peak. We were back in time to grab a quick shower and go to cocktails at The Club Intercontinental for some snackettes before a bedtime dip in the pools.
Last day tomorrow 😢. It’s gone so quickly.