4 March 2011
It's eighteenth birthday trip time again. Kira got a surprise, and Amy and Zoe have now both had the choice of any destination on the Air Asia network. Zoe chose China.
The gruelling 14 hours of day one were eased a little by the skybeds that allowed Zoe to sleep from Perth to Kuala Lumpur. I managed a few hours, too. Here's hoping we get one on Monday.
My hotel research paid off royally... the Royal Plaza was a strange juxtaposition of four star luxury in the midst of the market precinct of Mong Kok. You leave the hotel via the flashy Grand Century place, then via the institutional concrete raised pedestrian walkways and finally down into the teeming, fascinating streets dedicated to all sorts of commerce:
Later, we went up to the peak to take in the views of the city. This city throbs with life and the high rises are completely insane they're everywhere and they're not just little ones. I've never seen as many skyscrapers in one place.
Wednesday took us to Disneyland. I hope the eyes of a child would see it differently, but it felt like a letdown and not a patch on the Disneyland legend we grew up with. Zoe's expression in front of the castle sums up our visit! Later, at Ngong Ping near the airport, we took the cable car up the mountain. It launched from the base of towering buildings, later dwarfed from our elevated position as you see in the images.
Our last day was unplanned, with an impromptu High Tea at the Peninsula Hotel, very swish, and a junk ride on Victoria Harbour to bid farewell to Honkers.