I know this is kinda late but this is something I wrote whilst being bored in Hong kong.
To say that today was tiring is seriously an understatement. The plane ride was uncomfortable, I was relieved to be getting off it. The weather was freaking crazy and Elainey was feeling sick. Where to start..
The car ride to Heathrow was pretty smooth, we didn’t get caught on huge queuing traffic and we found the car park with plenty of time left to check in. My mother, dad and brother all sat together on a row of seats, leaving me and my sister with 2 other women on a separate row. Elaine sat on the outside so she didn’t really have that much of a problem, me however, sat next to one for the women. Obviously she doesn’t believe one should have their own personal space. Her elbow was forever touching me and crossing the invisible wall I placed between us. We never spoke to each other but I believed she was changing planes to Vietnam. Twas a very uncomfortable journey.
Compared to BA the airline I went with last year CP had more entertainment to offer and the food was alrightish. The seats were still very uncomfortable though. Personally I don’t like sleeping whilst sitting. Apparently I always sleep on my side, my sister has obviously been observing me.
Getting off the plane wasn’t any better. The interiors of the airport were overwhelming and I temporally forgot all my tiredness. That was until I got outside. I was laughing when my dad said HK weather was like being in an oven, I thought it was a little extreme. I still think it’s a little extreme to compare it was something like an oven but at that moment, I totally agreed with him. I think it must have been around 35/36 degrees but it felt like 200. The weather in England rarely gets up to 30 and when it does I get my energy drained. After a pretty long car ride, I got back to my gramps. He has a new servant and she refers my dad as 少爺 aka Young master. My brother is 小少爺 which is err young young master? We all get funny titles but lets not go into that. Now that I mention it, I didn’t actually get the servant’s name.
We were showed the place we were supposed to be staying at, I was both relieved and disappointed. Relived because I didn’t have to stay at my granddad’s and disappointed because I thought the place would be in a better condition. One cannot hope for too much though, I have a room to myself.
Shortly after arriving we set off again to find food. My stepgran brought us to a Chinese restaurant and we got served funny soup. It wasn’t like the soup tasted bad, it was actually very nice but well.. Scroll down to see what I mean.


The food was ok there, didn’t get to eat a lot just in case I start having an allergic reactions. In a way I was kind of glad I didn’t eat much. My brother kindly pointed out there was a woman in the kitchens cutting her nails. Mhm.. just great. That immediately put me off the food.
Even with the sun out I still feel like I’m being cooked. Like those steamed buns. So tired, it’s currently 10pm in HK and 3pm England time. Me however need my sleep, I’m currently on neither time zones.