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May 2 Hong Kong
Ah, Hong Kong.
What's to say about a city whose buildings are so
densely
packed together, the streets are darker during the day when the sun
is
shining than at night when the neon lights are on.
How different can a city be from Guiping than Hong Kong? Where
Guiping offered an inexpensive hotel, in Hong Kong the tiny room
I found
made me
pull out my credit card and cry. Where Guiping offered few office
buildings,
highrises and department stores, Hong Kong was nothing but office
buildings,
highrises and department stores. While in Guiping I was looked at
with
curiousity and the object of stares and discussions, in Hong Kong,
everyone
is invisible. And while my trip to Guiping was virtually trouble
-free, my
trip to Hong Kong was long, hot and crazy.
My first mistake was not knowing that I was entering Hong Kong
on one of the
busiest days of the year -- May 1, May Day -- when thousands of
mainland Chinese start a week-long holiday and seem to choose Hong
Kong
as
a
destination of choice. My overnight bus from Guiping brought me
into Guangzhou early in the morning and I thought it would be no
problem
to get
to Hong Kong in a few hours by catching a bus to the border, then
another to
Hong Kong Island. Although HK is now a part of China, there is
still an
international border to cross and, unknown to me (another mistake
on my
part) my visa for China became void as soon as I crossed over.
Catching a
bus from Guangzhou to Shenzen, just by the border with Kowloon,
was easy
enough but then my well-laid plans fell apart.
The bus dropped me off in the midst of a crowd of thousands milling
about,
coming and going from Hong Kong. The border crossing is in the
middle of the
biggest shopping complex in the world and it took me half an hour
just to
find out which direction I had to walk. With all the crowds going
across, it
took another hour to get to the Kowloon side and then the only
option I
could find was a train that would take me from the border and connect
with
Hong Kong's underground MTR system. Once on the MTR, I had to change
trains
twice in order to get into Hong Kong proper and by then my knapsack
felt
like someone had dropped some souvenir rocks into it. I came out
of Causeway
Bay station into a canyon of highrise buildings, completely exhausted
and
disoriented. Using my guidebook, I went to two guesthouses in the
area, both
of which were full. In desperation, I called the friend of a friend,
a
contact in Hong Kong, and asked her advice. She also tried calling
some
friends and hotels but to no avail. Finally, I found one guesthouse
on the
list in my book that had one last room left.
After getting settled, I explored Causeway Bay. Starbucks, McDonalds,
Cartier, Chanel. Whatever western product you want, you can get
here.
Hong
Kong must be the only city that is brighter at streetlevel at night,
than in
the sunshine during the day. The huge, densely packed office apartment
buildings cause canyons of shadows during the day. But at night,
the neon
lights brighten the street like spotlit soccer field.
On Sunday, the one aquaintance I knew in Hong Kong took me away from
all the
frazzle by introducing me to a little church on a tiny island off
Sai Kung
-- an area to the north of Hong Kong proper that is more countryside
than
urban headache. Every June 2, a pilgrimage of sorts makes its way
to this
church -- St. Joseph's -- and we were able to partake in the Sunday
services
and post service meal, and then walk around the island for some fresh
air
and beautiful views.
But then it was back to mayhem and disturbing street smells.
There was
really nothing here that I couldn't find in any major city in the
world,
just more of it in Hong Kong. But the touristy things cried out
to be done
so I road the streetcars, took the gondola up to the Peak, took
shots of the
skyline from the ferry and drank Starbucks lattes at $5 each, ordering
from
a menu written in Cantonese.
Two and a half days were enough for me. Probably for anyone who
just wants a
taste of Chinese free market capitalism. Incredibly, I couldn't
wait to get
back to China. |