Thursday, 31 May 2012

End of Hong Kong, Beginning of China.

No, we're not dead everyone! Just had a hectic last few days and I didn't get a chance to update the blog. We're now in the hostel nestled safely in our bunk beds after the worst journey of our lives (my life), but more on that later. Gosh I can't even remember what's happened.

Erm ok, so after Kowloon we took the ferry across to Hong Kong Island. Not as touristy round here, you can walk down the street without being blinded by the neon lights which was a welcome change. We didn't really get to see anything here, it was just a big piss up really. We arrived on the Thursday and we'd seen a HK pub crawl advertised in a few places and it had really good reviews. We were apprehensive to try another pub crawl after the Berlin incident, we felt like we might have been tempting fate! (For those that didn't read the last blog, Lee got spiked and it was a mare!). The night was great. We had a really good time and we met loads of people. I'd say there was about thirty people on the pub crawl. Quite a few locals too. It's the cheapest way to have a night out. You pay £8 to the people then you get free shots and discounted drinks in each place. Think we spent £50 between us, so we spent alot less than at home despite it being more expensive.

Lee became somewhat of a legend through his choice of attire that night. After me shouting "double denim" at him a few times it seemed to catch on. No one knew his name, he was dubbed The Double Denim Guy.

The next evening after we'd managed to drag ourselves out of bed, we were headed to the metro to go and see some sights, but we ended up bumping into a group of aussie lads from the night before who persuaded us to go out with them again that night. When they spotted us in the street they pointed and shouted, "DOUBLE DENIM!!!".

The following evening though a bit worse for wear, we did manage to go and see Victorias Peak. It's a big hill were you can see over the whole of Hong Kong. The views were beautiful.

The next day was China time. We got the coach to Guangzhou which took about 3 hours.
We're used to just showing up at places blind with no plans, no accommodation, etc. But we quickly realised that China was not going to be as easy. Very few people speak English for starters. Why should they, I know. But everywhere we've been so far everyone has been pretty much fluent so I suppose we've taken it for granted. I thought we'd get by on actions and gestures but the people here (well, in Guangzhou anyway), didn't seem interested in even trying to help. A stern No and shake of the head was our most commonly received response. They don't like to queue here either, or try to get past you. They cut in and if you're in their way they will literally push you. Using public transport with a 10kg backpack on has been awkward to say the least. Different strokes for different folks and all that, but we'd arrived in China with the impression that we hated the place.
We stayed in Guangzhou for i think 3 nights, mainly to try and make plans to decide what we're going to do in China and we saw some sights too. We took a boat ride on the Pearl River which was lovely as all the buildings and bridges were lit up. Whilst we were looking around we came across a park which at first glance looked like a kids swing park judging by all the bright multicoloured climbing frames and other apparatus. Upon closer inspection it was infact a type of gym with adults swinging off the bits of kit. It was very odd. Our hotel was slightly odd too, they seemed to have an obsession with plastic bears. We went to a food market there, we saw chickens and ducks being prepared to have their heads chopped off. When we saw them getting taken in and we spotted the massive machetes waiting on the chopping block we made a move. Chickens wouldn't really bother me, but I think seeing the ducks being decapitated might have made me cry. I prefer feeding them bread in the park to be honest! Although I am partial to the odd duck wrap. Mmm nommy.

On making our China plan we've learnt that the key to survival here will be to plan everything in advance and have addresses and key words/phrases written down in Cantonese. We decided to come to Shanghai first, that's were we've just arrived at now. The train took 17 hours. It was horrible. We were going to get beds but they cost £67 each as apposed to £20 for a seat, goes without saying really that we had to go with the seat. Never again!!!!! The seats were so uncomfortable, they were fixed bolt upright and they were in fours and sixes with a table in the middle so you had some div starting at you the whole time. There was no armrest so you couldn't even get comfy for a kip. Some people didn't have seats so they were sprawled out on the floor. Getting to the toilet was like having a game of hopscotch. The loo was a hole in the floor and when I went some dirty bastard had laid a big turd in there and made no effort to shift it. So there's me trying to get rid of someone else's shit incase the person that came in afterwards thought it was me. My efforts were futile so I had to settle on going back out and facing the queue, pointing at the pile of poo, shaking my index finger from left to right then pointing at myself. I hope they understood. After all that I actually forgot to wee.

Facebook is blocked here. We can access it through a proxy server but it gives you the mobile site, which would be fine, but it's not even the proper mobile site. Can't see any notifications or anything like that, so if you need us email us r.m.jones@live.co.uk ..right, nap time I think, then off for an explore of Shanghai.

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