香港: 2003 Archives

so here i was in guangzhou, keeping all these plastic bottles to throw away at the train station, only when i got to the train station, i didn't see any recycling bins. no problem, i thought, i'll get rid of them in hong kong. fast forward to cosmic guesthouse. i discover from the woman behind the counter that, no, hong kong doesn't recycle its plastic bottles (or anything else, for that matter). all the trash just goes together in the same bin. whaat? hong kong, of all places. so the next morning i'm struggling to fit seven plastic bottles into my backpack, and Monkey was not pleased. i ended up sacrificing one of the bottles.

here i am in hong kong, once again using the free internet access at the convention center. i mean, centre. i hate to admit it, but as i was riding the bus from the airport to tsim sha tsui (at hkd33, a much better deal than the hkd90 airport express train. you can ride on the upper deck of the bus, right up front (shotgun?) so you can see everything), i thought, hong kong is so much better than taipei. the highways are all new and modern, and the streets and sidewalks are nice and wide, and the air and everything just seems so much cleaner. and today i'm walking around and reading all the ads in cantonese, and i felt so happy.

of course, it's not without its downsides. seems like everyone smokes here, and it's also relatively expensive, and people drive on the wrong side of the road. and i'm sure it's not comfortable living under the claws of mainland china.