Greetings from Hong Kong

A couple of quick stories for you all:

Getting My Internet Back

At the Pacific Coffee Company (coffee store), they have a couple of computers for their customers to use. You’re supposed to restict your use to 15 minutes and if you want to use the computer next then you’re supposed to let the person know. Anyway, while I was on this, these two school girls wanted to use it so they waited for me, but they stood right beside me. They started looking at what I was doing and making me feel mad uncomfortable, so I left and let them use it.

Fifteen minutes later, while drinking my Iced Cap, I said to myself “dammit Redford, you can’t let school girls bully you! You need to get the computer back!” So I did the same thing they did to me and I stood right beside them and stared at the computer screen. This wasn’t bugging them enough so I started standing behind them as well, looking over their shoulder, leaning in periodically to read what they were doing. Then I started clearing my throat really loudly and slurping my drink as well. The girls got visibly annoyed, but tried to stick it out. Five minutes of harassing later, they were both gone and I managed to get back on the computer.

Drinking at the Hotel

The benefit of living in a hotel is that there are bars really close by. I got home one night and suggested to my cousin that we “check out some of the bars.” I just wanted to look around and see what the crowd was like, but, the problem with asking an Englishman to “check out a bar” is that they usually end up drinking in it. The first bar we sat at, we ended up ordering a bucket of beers (6 bottles), and tried ordering a Rum and Coke after. They told us they didn’t have Rum or Coke! What kinda bar doesn’t have Rum and Coke? So we settled on Gin and Tonics then got the bill.

Since we had a hankering for R&C we went to the next bar and managed to get a few of those in us. At this point the both of us were quite buzzed and headed back to the hotel where we got the brlliant idea of trying to go into someone else’s hotel room. This idea stemmed from the other night when we noticed that a lot of people at the hotel left their door open, so we decided that it would be a pretty funny idea if we went into the first hotel room we saw with a door open.

Luckily for us, none of the doors were open.

Feeling a little dejected at our failed mission we headed back to the first bar again. We ordered Rum and Coke again, but this time, for some odd reason, they had it! Life in Hong Kong is probably much easier if you spoke Cantonese, but nonetheless, it is an incredibly fun city to be in. Despite only having two drinks, the bill was incredibly expensive for some odd reason, so my cousin decided to let the waitress know.

“You have an incredible arse, but the bill was much too expensive.”