My name is Mirna and I am, you guessed it, a very tall Croatian girl that just moved to Hong Kong. This is my attempt to share the amazement, wonder and pure bewilderment I experience in every day life.
Theme by nostrich.
Helps to clear your drain of hair, bones, clothes and other organic rubbish. Perfect if you have a dead body in your bathtub!
Walking your pets in Hong Kong. As I was taking the photo he said, “Say hi!”, and the birds did!
The hike starts with a light walk next to the beach in DB. After passing the marina the scene changes from the very rich expat community to a very local one. The hike will take you pass (and through!) some of the local houses:
Along the way is the Trappist Monastery
After the monastery the climb becomes steeper and in hot and humid weather it can seem never-ending. Even though Mr thought I was having a heart attack I think the view from peak was worth the blood, sweat & tears
The hike ends in Mui Wo and mandatory beer in China Bear.
Photo with 2 notes
at Happy Foot Reflexology Center in Hong Kong. “Do not scream” nicely sums up Chinese reflexology foot massage and still I keep coming back for more.
Traffic, temples, people in the parks, more traffic, food. Some things I loved, like the Great Wall, seeing people playing Chinese chess in the parks, old man flying his kite next to a lake, while others not so much. It was really, really hard to get around: it takes forever to get anywhere since Beijing is one big traffic jam and all taxi drivers are maniacs. No, I will not understand Mandarin if it’s repeated slower and louder. It’s not OK to spit out of the car, reverse on a high-way, refuse to turn on the meter…But, back to the things I loved. Here are some snapshots of my favorite Beijing moments.
Temple of Confucius
Chinese chess in the Temple of Heaven park
Temple of Heaven
We are in a lift going home after dinner, giggling. Doors close, then open again, a men comes in, mumbles something
HIM: Sorry, sorry…
ME: Mouh man tai (Canto: “no problem”).
He turns around and his wife and a kid get in. I can tell they are not from HK - uh-oh!
HIM: We are Japanese. I don’t know Cantonese…
ME: I’m soooo sorry.
HIM: Where are you from?
ME: We are from Croatia…
That seemed to make him happy.
HIS WIFE (laughs nervously): I’m sorry - he is drunk.
And “DING-DING!” they get out on the 41st floor.
We get out of the lift trying to figure our what just went on. The options are
a) He was drunk.
b) He *really* is Japanese.
c) We are drunk.
I would put my money on all of the above. :-)
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