Here are some more snapshots during our trip to HK. As the title goes, they’re…random 🙂 They’re more like we’re trying to get the feel and vibe of the city: eating local, walking around the streets, etc. I definitely want to go back when Mischa’s bigger so that we can enjoy the oriental feel for real.
The whole show was just so-so for me. I don’t know if it was actually because we were having a bit of a problem (as a family) or because I was tired already or because we were looking at hours and hours of waiting for our midnight flight and we have already checked out. We were at the homestretch of our trip and the constant carrying and running after a toddler, not enjoying meals, and dealing with the needs of the oldies have probably taken its toll. Anyway, had it been any other day, I would probably enjoyed it. Again, charge all these to experience. Photos here:
Madame Tussauds, home of famous wax figures, which originated in Europe in the 1700s, has a branch in Hongkong. You can read about its history here. As this museum is at Victoria Peak (right after you get off the tram), we paid it a visit. It was of those times that we were able to enjoy the “sights” since the toddler was fast asleep in my arms. One thing I noticed here though, is that about half of figures were Chinese stars, many of which I don’t recognize save for Jackie Chan, Bruce Lee and Yao Ming. I would surmise that the museums differ in every branch, depending on who is famous there. London, New York and Washington, DC, Las Vegas and Hollywood would house the more global celebrities, I guess. How wonderful it would be if Manila can be home to one branch. But alas, I don’t think the humid climate would permit it.
Anyhow, these are some of the residents of the Hongkong branch, starting with Madama Tussaud herself.
General comment: It was a very foggy day, hence, the quality of the pictures. But it was nice and scenic, and as always, I love riding public transpo in other countries. In each of my travels abroad, I make it a point to ride their trains, buses, etc. Aside from eating local food, going through the city the “local” way forms part of my adventure. This time, it was the 10-minute ferry, the double decker (similar to the ones they have in London) and the tram.
What’s a trip to Hongkong with a child and children at heart without Disneyland on your itinerary? Thus, Disney was the first thing we did among the usual tourist attractions.
We had fun although the hubby’s and my arms felt like they had intense workouts because the toddler wouldn’t like to walk for the duration of the trip. Or if she did, she would wander away without any care of getting lost in a place where English is not a universal language. We thought that strollers for rent inside the park would be the answer to our prayers but no! Mischa got in the contraption and started wailing 5 minutes into it. So there went my HK$60. Our bags rode the thing instead. Oh well.
Anyway despite the obvious exhaustion, mostly from lack of sleep from the night before, and carrying Mischa and her stuff, Disneyland is Disneyland. It brought out the kids in us, with special emphasis on this mommy. Too bad we didn’t get to visit many of the attractions inside but it was as fun as it could get. Most of all, the fireworks display to cap the night was the most fabulous I’ve seen so far.
p.s. Didn’t buy any stuff inside the stores however cute they were. The prices were unbelievable.
I did promise that I would be writing a longer post about our trip to Hongkong in the last week of January. Needless to say, it’s been a couple of weeks and I haven’t followed up on it because of, guess what, work. I’m not making excuses, I was, and will continue to be swamped with work until God knows when. I just managed to sneak in one blog post in that period.
So anyway, back to the point at hand, as we have tons of photos (partida pa yan, naglowbat ang cam namin), I think I will be sorting them out by groups and do a series of posts about our trip.
To start off, I am dedicating this post to my dearest Mama. As I have kindly mentioned here, my parents do not have any ounce of desire to see the world. Or at least they show no signs of it. They are perfectly content to stay in their little corner. The most they would travel for is see their granddaughter. And so they did. This is the first time my mom ever set foot outside the Philippines. Make that out of Luzon. The farthest she’s ever been to, I think, is Baguio. And that was during their honeymoon in ’72 and when our family took a trip when I was 10. My dad, on the other hand, was an OFW who worked as an administrative aide at the King Fahad Hospital in Riyadh in the mid-80s so he went back and forth the Philippines and Saudi Arabia.
So here is Mama on her first adventure woohoo!
The flight was delayed by about two hours and since it was way past midnight, the rest of us were plain dog tired. She, however, remained up and alert, not because she was excited, but because she was continuously praying the rosary. Hay, my mother!
We were here over the weekend!
I will endeavor to write a more lengthy post about our fabulous but tiring trip. Obviously, with a kid and two seniors in tow, we were hard pressed to put up with their needs while keeping heads cool. This being our first ever family holiday (my parents have to be the most unadventurous people on earth), it went by with glitches of course. What can one expect from six differing individuals with varied interests and needs? But it was memorable to say the least. I just love it everytime my Mischa is wowed by the sights her pretty eyes laid eyes on.