Day 2: Culture Shock begins

The day got started with the breakfast of champions: 6 potstickers at home followed by a bus ride to Maxim (Chinese fast-food) for Congee and soy sauce noodles. Now that’s a breakfast. Lesson learned: Not to eat so much.. there’s always pastries that will tempt you. Doris was craving egg tarts and I couldn’t help but to look… one bakery after another. I’m proud of myself… I resisted.

Day 2: Early Morning from Thomas on Vimeo.

The mission of the day was to greet Jacky, Doris’s friend. We MTA-ed (pub transport) over to the ferry terminal and I saw my first Starbucks and tried ordering peppermint mocha…no such thing. Culture Shock. How can they not have Peppermint mocha? So I asked do you offer mocha. Yes, they offer regular mocha. I couldn’t help but to order one to remind me of the comforts of Home. After we met up Jacky, we had a long awaited lunch. And when I say long awaited.. I’m not talking about the last time we ate.. nor am I talking about the last time Doris saw Jacky. I am talking about the crazy wait for a table at Chew Liu Dim Sum Rest. Everyone local called in for a table. Keep in mind I don’t know how to read Chinese so all these rest names are phonetics and not the actual rest name.  Yummy Dim Sum.. too bad I had such a full Breakfast.Not knowing Chinese, I left the ordering to Jacky. He ordered so many items. I can’t help but eat eat eat. I’m beginning to search for a local gym.
After a really full two meals, we headed over to Victoria Park for the Food Expo. And boy can HK put together an expo. There was a sea of people. If you know me. I no like big crowds rubbing me in every which way. Culture shock 2: to avoid big crowds, do not go to big I just wanted out the whole time I was there. Eeek.Peace
The day ended with a browse through the open produce market. Jacky knows how to cook and on the menu was fish, fish, chicken, vege, and some shroom. The vege was good.
Late night: I found an internet connection. HURRAY!

Day 1: touched down HKG

Doris’s uncle Yip + his family size van greeted us to a personal HK tour…well, whatever was along the way from the airport to our home..pointing out Disney Land (will visit soon), bridges we passed (Ding Ma Dai Queue & Ching Ma Dai Queue), neighborhoods I can’t remember, bus stops that were vaguely marked, and our home with the only handicap ramp I saw in our tour(still in construction). What if you were Handicap… in HK. you’re f-ed. For the next few days, somewhere in New Territories is where we calling home. Doris and I unpacked in minutes and hunger stuck. What to eat… nothing outside our window but trees and hills. Hmm.. what to eat…. my first meal in HK was… drum roll please… Ramen. Yes, I came all the way to HK to try their packaged Ramen. Soon after, Doris’s two Aunts came by to check up on us and to show us how to use every little thing (e.g. the stove and cooking hood). Not knowing that Doris and I were already pros at turning on the stove and boiling water (got to Know how to operate a stove if you want Ramen). Not counting the Ramen…my official first meal was at a Jang (awesome) local Dim Sum rest called Tai Pak Fong. The food and atmosphere was everything I’d imagined HK to be.. and then some. Classy but not over priced and what made it “and then some” was the ocean view. I wish I can show you but I forgot to bring my camera… but Dorothy, Doris’s friend took a photo. Ohh forgot to mention.. At Dim Sum was Doris’s Uncle Yip and his daughter Dorothy and Doris’s two aunts. Dorothy is an extremely nice HK native who goes to UC Davis and was in town for a couple more days. So after lunch, Uncle Yip and Dorothy showed us around HK. Driving from one hood to another..dropping more names of areas I can’t remember for the life of me. We made a few pit stops to enjoy the view atop a mountain, watch people fly air planes, and visit our future University & the mall across the street (Festival Walk Mall). To top things off, we went to a BBQ place alongside Clearwater Bay. The rest provided the outdoor seating, packaged meats and fire pit. We cooked the old fashion way… on a stick.. and let me tell you, chicken breast does not belong on a stick. Nor does squid, duck, beef, or pork chops. So we got a grid to cook over our fire pit. But I still managed to burn our food. Yep… I belong in the Kitchen alright (shakes head)… The night ended after 2+ hours of grilling fun & a car ride where Doris and I nodded our way to sleep.

Time to Fly Thomas

My Hong Kong adventure began with a easy going flight from SFO. My family escorted me to the air port where I met up Doris Yu. We checked in and swiftly passed though the security checks. I was out of SFO so fast, I didn’t even reflect on my last moments in San Francisco. It wasn’t until I was on board the air plane, trying to sleep, that I thought about my SF routine/life. Luckily there was one reminder of my SF roots… Doris. She kept me in good company: playing scrabble, reminding me how many hours/minutes remained until Hong Kong, nudging me about the smell of breakfast, complaining about the fruit, eating the above average air line meals (but nonetheless, reheated crap served by moderately attractive stewardess… this should tell you I am not flying ____(unionized airline)____)).… oh how she kept me in good company.
Not to mention I slept most of the flight… good think I tired myself.

SFO tarmat from Thomas on Vimeo.

Mid Air from Thomas on Vimeo.