24th October, 2018

We arrived in Hong Kong last night, after a long-ass flight from YYZ to Chicago (thanks so much to Sheri for driving us to Pearson at 4:00 am!) and then 15 hours up and over the north pole and down through China to Hong Kong. I'd never flown this exact route before.

We got to our AirBnB place, only to find it seemed to be a scam - there was no one there to meet us, and the security guard at the building, a public housing estate, had never heard of the host, and it would have been illegal to rent such a place to tourists Anyway. Fortunately, the folks there were very helpful, and eventually these nice kids helped us get to a nearby hotel - even paid for the taxi ride. We eventually contacted AirBnB, and they refunded our entire amount, so ultimately this experience has affirmed our faith in humanity.

The Winland 800 Hotel where we stayed last night is a little out-of-the-way, so we'll probably find a place in Chung King Mansions, a crazy 4-tower complex in Tsim Sha Tsui, a major tourist district filled with electronics shops, textile houses and Indian restaurants.





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  1. Unknown24 October 2018 at 05:26

    Sounds like an adventure that would have been scary to get to the hotel and find out but you didn't have a room there but it looks like everything worked out I'm going to have to Google those hotels and check them out okay well everything's the same here palato is mayor and Anna Hopkins is our counselor stuff the council 6 at eight letter in favor of brt and seven against I miss you guys already I didn't make it out for the 8 a.m. walk I'll keep reading your blog so keep posting love you guys

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  2. Unknown25 October 2018 at 19:49

    Always something. Hope you have a relaxing trip and are able to regroup and feel ok

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