My final day in Hong Kong started off on a gloomy note. Literally. The weather was awful. I had plans to check my luggage in through city check-in at Kowloon Station, then head to the Tai O Fishing Village. I used to teach this lesson back at Chungdahm April about a kid named Tim who visits the Tai O Fishing Village and writes a letter to his friend. I assumed it was a fictional place, but lo and behold, that shit was real! A quick search on Youtube showed me that the Tai O Fishing Village was actually real! I thought it’d be hilarious for me to visit the place and do a letter video blog for my former students.
The people at the hotel checked the weather/stats for me and advised me that it would probably be a waste of my time if I went. My plan was to take the cable car up to Nyong Ping Village and then zip over to Tai O Fishing Village. Since it was muggy, rainy, and foggy, taking the cable car would’ve been a waste of time/money. Not to mention, most things would probably be closed once I got to the fishing village. I really want a proper visit there, so I decided to hold off on visiting.
Well, the next best thing was to go find breakfast. I went to a local meat shop since I was craving roasted pork belly again. Despite their signs in English, I had trouble communicating my order to them. But, I still got my food. It was all right. I mean, pork belly is always good no matter what, but there was nothing spectacular about it. I say the pork belly at the mall food court was better.
After breakfast, I took a stroll down the street to find Wing Wah. I knew it was a long shot, but I wanted to find some moon cake. Thanks to Google, I found a Wing Wah about 5 minutes from my hotel. After some shopping, I wandered over to Tsim Tsa Tsui to visit a museum. I also took a stroll around the area, which sort of sucked since it was humid AF.
I collected my luggage at the hotel and took a cab to Kowloon Station. Once there, I was able to check in my luggage right at the station. So convenient. No one wants to be tied down to their luggage. I took the express back to the airport. A lot of people online complain about how expensive the ticket is… DUDE, convenience and scenic views! So worth the 100 HKD.
My last real meal in Hong Kong was at Cafe Coral. I was expecting the budget-friendly Hong Kong style cafe, but I was wrong. Since this was located inside the airport, the menu was expanded. I ordered bird nest noodles, shrimp wontons, and Ovaltine. It was wayyyyy too much food! I should’ve gotten a pineapple bun with some coffee. Oh well, go out in style.
The check-in process was fairly easy since I already had my boarding pass. The only part that killed me about the Hong Kong airport was the amount of trains I had to take to get to each terminal. It was confusing as shit and if you don’t pay attention, you pretty much miss your stop. Numerical order and logic are out of question at this place. My flight was supposed to board at 9:10pm and take off at 9:50pm. However, we didn’t even START boarding until 9:55pm. But somehow, we made it back to Seoul before the expected time. After all the stuff at immigration and waiting for the late bus, I made it back to my apartment at 5:30am. Work then started at 10am. All in all, it was a fantastic trip. I could’ve done a lot more, but I didn’t want to stress myself out. I just wanted a mini breather and more importantly, a break from Korean food. I definitely ate my way through Hong Kong. I hope to come back soon and spend more time on the Central side.
And here’s a glorious shot of my last snack in Hong Kong… xa xiu bao: