Well, we made it to Hong Kong in one piece. OK,OK, actually 5 pieces, with our three pieces of luggage. Way too large luggage! As we were leaving the express train bound for Kowloon from the HK airport, I asked David how he thought we were going to carry a baby with all this luggage. He had no answer. neither did I. We will be ditching a bag. Or two!
Our flight here was the longest flight I have ever taken to Hong Kong. I can thank my bad airplane-lucked husband for that. It took fully 17 of the most discomfort filled hours I have had the displeasure to endure. We had to refuel in Taipei (totally unexpected), which added another agonizing 2.5 hours to our fateful trip.
However, it is definitely me we can thank for the fact that our taxi driver got lost going 5 blocks form the train terminal to the hotel. The terminal was so big that we couldn't figure out how the hell to get out of it, even though I knew it was right down the street from our hotel. And why is it that in EVERY major city I visit the taxi drivers get lost? I mean, how is it possible? They drive around the city for a living????? Anyway, no matter what the cause ( which, I suggest is my bad taxi karma), it happened again. And we are staying at one of the oldest and grandest hotels in HK, indeed in Asia. My god, who doesn't know where the Peninsula is? my cab driver, that's who.
I am trying to remember, was there actually a time when I was absolutely CHOMPING at the bit to get on a plane bound for HK (or anywhere, really)? Because if there was, I cannot for the life of me figure out why. Or maybe it is really that international travel has degraded severely in the last 10 years. Please tell me it is so. I am not a particularly large person, but I BARELY fit into my CENTER seat. Every time I had to get into my bag I was afraid I was going to break my neck trying to get down to the damn thing. I do not know how my husband survived. Or maybe he didn't. Perhaps I should wake him up!
Alas, I fear that the truth is that it is I who have degraded severely, and not the travel. I think it is safe to say that my globetrotting days are truly, and blessedly, OVER. I will venture even deeper into my demise to suggest that I am even beginning to understand my in-laws fancy for cruises. that is it, I have descended into traveller's hell and shall never return!
But, it is not that bad here in Hell! The Peninsula is a lovely hotel with fabulous amenities and warm snuggly sheets and a marble bathtub with a t.v. in it. I have already taken a shower and 2 baths. David is working out at the gym, so I am going to join him to enjoy the Hong Kong harbour view and ride the bike. Afterwards we will head to the pool for a little work out. Yes, ladies, that's right!
We fly to China proper tomorrow and get to meet our little Ginger at long last on Monday afternoon. It appears that we will actually get to be rested and refreshed to meet her, as she will come to us in the afternoon, after we go to the bank, of course. I am glad; suffice to say I am NOT at my best right now.
I cannot wait. I cannot believe. I cannot believe that after all this time, it is finally happening.
There is still time for something to go wrong, never fear! More later!
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