Going in blind

I arrived in Hong Kong at around 7am on Monday morning. I had a 10-hour stopover before my next flight later that day at 5pm. I had a decision to make, one I had been pondering the whole flight, do I or do I not go into Hong Kong.

I chose to go into Hong Kong at the last minute, obviously. I wanted to see what it was like, and this being the furthest from the UK I had ever been (so far), it’s an experience I didn’t want to pass up. I didn’t plan on what I would do there or look at any maps prior, I went through customs and continued to the exit, bought some $HKD and a train ticket and left the airport.

The train took around 25 minutes, I arrived in Hong Kong, It was warm, and I mean very warm. It was 32 degrees and very humid, not the kind of weather an English man expects. I had no clue where to go. Expecting coldish weather on my arrival to Auckland I hadn’t any summery clothes, so black Jeans it was!

So… back to Hong Kong, I began to walk around Hong Kong, my clothes already beginning to stick to me. I was walking in some sort of direction, no clue where I was going, no access to the Internet at this point so that was no help from Google maps. I had a look around the piers and some shops until I found a nice air-conditioned mall, no shops inside were open due to it being so early in the morning I presume, but it was cool and I was able to relax. After 2-3 hours of exploring and sightseeing the heat had totally overwhelmed me so I decided to return to the airport.

On my arrival at the airport I booked a shower and relaxed until my final flight to Auckland.

I obviously didn’t see all of Hong Kong as I wasn’t prepared for the heat and didn’t have heaps of time to do anything or go further inland but I would like to go back if my travels take me back through there and perhaps stay a few days.

Anyone who does have a stopover in Hong Kong, Disneyland is not far from the airport, I really missed out there!

“You can leave Hong Kong, but it will never leave you.”

Nury Vittachi, Hong Kong: The City of Dreams

Ready, Steady, Go

So I leave tomorrow, super nervous but extremely excited, I keep going through phases of worrying and then realizing what I’m about to do and just feeling amazing and on top of the world. These past few weeks whenever I have been talking to anyone and they’re telling me about their life and what their plans are, I’m sorry to say but I’ve had very little interest. I’m literally only focused on what is happening to me and how amazing its going to be, but can you really blame me?

I finally got around to packing yesterday, not knowing exactly where to begin, I watched several YouTube videos on how to pack enough with only little space which I found very useful. Fortunately I had also bought some packing cubes, which saved me a lot of time and they keep everything together so I know where things are. Now I have so much excess space I could probably fit in double.

I’ve been spending most of the day writing lists and checking them over and over again but I’m pretty sure I have everything I need and its not like I’m going to a country where I wont be able to buy supplies.

Spending this last day double checking my documents and preparing myself for the first part of the journey. So… my first flight is just under 12 hours, then a 10 hour layover in Hong Kong before another 11 hours before I reach my final destination, Auckland, New Zealand. My first thoughts on this 30+ hours journey to get me where I want to be was that its going to be a nightmare and wasn’t sure how I’d cope until I realized its not about where I’m going but the journey and that every part of this adventure is going to be F***ing amazing.

See you later England, Good luck with all your Brexit issues.

“Life is a journey, not a destination”

Ralph Waldo Emerson