Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Canton! Guangzhou and Hong Kong - the end!

Thursday, 12th May - Almost not itching!

I arrived in Guangzhou without problem and set off to find my hotel, according to the directions provided by the website I neede to take the Metro to Yuancun, follow the map up the road and turn right near the top. I did this but there was no sight of the hotel, I walked round and round. Everyone I showed the map to pointed somewhere vaguely. It was getting stiflingly hot, I was just getting to the point that I was going to say; 'Stuff it, I'll go straight to Hong Kong', when a young lady asked if she could help me. I didn't think she could and when she told me that I needed to get a bus I was almost sure of it, but she assured me that she knew the road where the hotel was situated, that it was near East Guangzhou Station and that I needed to get a bus.
The hotel description had said it was near the East Station so I was persuaded, I needed to go to that station to get my ticket for Hong Kong. This young lady closed up her shop and walked me to the bus-stop, the bus stop had moved so she asked for further directions and walked me to another one. She wrote the name and address of the hotel in Chinese, so I could ask for directions, and she waited with me till the bus came and asked the bus driver to see I got off at the right stop. Incredibly helpful.

Eventually I did find the hotel, it was near the station, once again there was nothing written outside the hotel in either English or Pingyin. I had to guess, walk in and ask. I thought I had put money away for this hotel but if I did I don't know where I put it, fortunately I had 50$US that I could change at the bank. I was sure that I had enough money to get me through to Hong Kong, though the train ticket had been more than I expected. It might have been better to go to Shenzhen and cross there, still I did get to visit Shamian Island in the afternoon.





Crossing to Shamian Island



Signs of British occupation!




Two of the bronze statues that depict peaceful co-habitation




One of the churches



I went into, what I thought was a museum, it turned out to be an antique shop. Another nice young lady showed me around some of the artefacts. I think she did want to make a sale but she was not pushy.
I started to worry about my journey to Hong Kong, my case seems very big and I was unsure about luggage space on the train. It is far too big for me to lift onto a rack. I was also worrying about where to change my yuan to Hong Kong dollars.

Friday, 13th May
A thunderstorm last night and still pouring with rain in the morning, though not as bad as Xingping. Still very warm as well. I went to the station early and had a coffee in Starbucks, I left the hotel before the Bank opened so I didn't ask about HK dollars, this was just as well as I decided to put my case into 'consign', it weighed 18.9 kilos so no problem with airlines, not with Emirates anyway. By now I had put my back-pack in the case and had only a small bag as hand luggage. Through Chinese immigration and customs, there was a sign-up saying that our temperatures were being taken, God knows how, I could see nothing. It was quite luxurious travelling without my case, well worth the money though the train was not full and there would have been space, several people were travelling with much more luggage than me.


When I arrived in Hong Kong, Hung Hom station (really massive), I checked on why my credit card was not working, the ATM told me it had been cancelled, this was an HSBC ATM, my bank. When I got to the hotel I was stupid enough to tell them that my credit card was not working as they wanted a 500$ deposit, as well as paying for my room. I got cross as I did not want to be drawing money out unnecessarily, only to be handed it back as I was leaving the country. I decided that it had been a bad idea to change my booking to Friday, 13th! Eventually we sorted it out to our mutual satisfaction.


I went to a branch of HSBC to use the internet to find out why I was having problems, in the first one I was told that it was not possible, later I found one where I could use the internet but the system was different, both to home and to Shanghai, so I had to leave it. (When I got home and phoned HSBC they said my card had not been cancelled, so what that was about I don't know, but it did stop me spending money in Hong Kong!!)
My hotel was in Kowloon, just off Nathan Road, very convenient for getting about. my hotel room was so small that I could barely get in with my case, but I had a bed, a shower, a kettle and a TV with English language programmes, what more could I want.
Despite the initial problems with the hotel I liked Hong Kong, it's civilised, the traffic drives on the left, there are double decker buses, drivers respect pedestrian crossings, there are almost no bikes and no spitting, on the other hand it is still Chinese.
I had my clothes washed in a Chinese laundry and I found a chain of cafes that had internet access.

I found the flower market and the bird park.


Nathan Road


Saturday

I got up late, just as well as I wanted to post a couple of postcards and the PO did not open till 09.30, British influence again! Then I went down to Tsim Sha Tsui for the Star Ferry to Wan Chai.

Hong Kong Space Museum, Kowloon



I found a branch of the cafe that has internet access so I stopped for a coffee and checked my emails then went for the tram. I took the first tram that came and went as far east as I could
then returned.
Then I took the Peak Tram up to the Peak, had lunch and walked around the Peak. The weather was poor for visibility.

The weather had looked as if it was clearing but it was very patchy and eventually it just got worse. I got the bus back down to central and the Star Ferry back to Kowloon, I walked along Salisbury Road then through Kowloon Park.

Flamingoes in Kowloon Park


Then I went back through Temple Street market and to the hotel. Unfortunately there was not the same choice of English language programmes on so I went to sleep early!

Sunday Up early, not from choice but because I went to sleep too early! I got up and got the metro to central, then to the Mid Level Escalator, the escalator was coming down, which seemed a bit strange as going up is so much more difficult, still I walked up! I stopped in Soho for breakfast and when I got to the very last escalator it was going up!


When I started to come down I found they were all going up, so I took one back up a bit, just so I could say I'd done it. Then I had to walk down all the way.
Then I walked to Central. One of the incredible thing about HK is that you can walk from place to place on overpasses and Shopping Malls, without actually steeping out onto roads and pavements, what was even more surprising on this occasion, was the number of young females sleeping out in the malls and even the streets, they were in groups and many had laptops with them so they didn't seem needy, I suspect that something was happening at a large Hall that I passed, not sure what, pop group maybe? I passed an Australian girl and we were both astonished by the sight, I confess the weather was warm enough for it not to be a problem. In Central I got a bus to Aberdeen.



I had wanted to see the floating restaurants, with the idea of maybe eating in one, but you had to take a sampan out to the restaurants and as I did not know what they served I didn't feel like taking a sampan out and finding myself stuck. Actually given the enthusiam of some of the sampan owners to get you aboard I don't think getting stuck would have been an option!

I took the bus from Aberdeen back to Kowloon and looked for somewhere to eat, it was surprisingly difficult, I ended up going back to the Shopping Mall, to a cafe, and having a sandwich. There was not much left that I wanted to do, so I went back to the hotel for my luggage and took the bus to the airport. Next stop home! (No, next stop was Bangkok, where we had to stay on the plane, then Dubai, where we got off, then home) My only view of Dubai was when the plane banked, I saw little mud houses and desert, not what you think of when you think of Dubai.











































































































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