Sunday 11 August, 2013 – Hong Kong, China 

Ngong Ping 360 cable ride, Ocean Park, Disneyland, or Hong Kong Bus Tour – those were our options for today. Having never been to any of the other ones, I chose Disneyland – I knew it was smaller than all the other ones, but I figured the Asia does cheesy really well, and I was right – they even have a special train that takes you there, and the windows are cutouts of Mickey Mouses head.

Well, it was the hottest day since we’d been there – 34 degrees and blue skies so the sun was absolutely beaming down. When we got in there, all you could see was hundreds of umbrellas (apparently this is to avoid getting a tan, and also to shelter from the sun), so I bought a nice pink one with Minnie Mouse on it.

I’m very sad to say that after our private tour of the new lands (Mystic House and Grizzly Gulch) where we did get to jump the queue on a couple of the rides, my feet were so sore that I couldn’t take anymore, so myself and another agent made our way back to the train as fast as our swollen feet and ankles would take us. What a relief to get on that train and to be able to sit down.. even if we did accidentally take the train going the wrong way and having to back track. When we got to an intersection and had to switch trains, we ended up standing again as the train was so packed.. this was quite entertaining though, I ended up facing some guy and being able to see the text messages he was sending.. I didn’t mean to look but oh my god, I have never seen so many emoticons used in one message.

Once we got back to Tsim Sha Tsui station (closest to our hotel on Canton Road) we came across a lady on the street trying to entice people into her massage palour. We decided a bit of foot reflexology couldn’t hurt, so we followed this tiny lady and got into an elevator which seemed to have been built for just one person, and smelled of motor oil, and she took us into the palour (which looked like someone’s (very old) apartment converted. We sat down in the very comfy chairs and were immediately advised “no happy ending”. Damn it, I was so looking forward to that happy ending too! The massage was amazing.. very painful in places, but the guy seemed to know what he was doing, so I just went with it (while gripping the arms of the chair I was in). A word of advice though, if you ever pop into one of these massage places and they tell you they take credit card, don’t listen! They don’t! Thank goodness I happened to have some cash on me, because I’m sure that lady would’ve chased me all the way back to the hotel.