So, I moved into my Hostel. On the way up the elevator, I ended up meeting this guy named Blake. He graduated from the University of Missouri with a degree in Marketing. He wants to see the world, and I found out that come July 1st, he's moving out to China for 6 weeks to teach English. Apparently, the town/city that he'll be in his right next to all the terra cotta soldiers. Yeah, I know that he has the same name as Cat's boyfriend and my former roommate, so maybe we'll refer to one as Cat's Blake and the other as Good Blake.
So, Good Blake and I quickly made friends and I got to show him around Hong Kong. Apparently, he paid his way through college, has a steady girlfriend who did marketing too, and comes from a family of civil engineers (but decided to do a business degree instead). Anyway, when I told him about the hiking trail and the Big Buddha, he decided that was at least one thing he needed to see, so we started making plans.
It was quite funny, being a Midwestern boy, he's too nice for his own good. He was constantly harassed by the fake watch salesmen near Nathan road, this is the seedier part of town, and almost accidently ended up with a hooker in his room (thankfully, he figured it out at the last moment that she wasn't being nice for no reason).
Later that day, I collected Claudelle's stuff, as she had to go to mainland China for a few days. Apparently, places like Hong Kong are worried that Haitians will spread SARS or something. Anyway, she returns on Monday, and I'm looking forward to having a friend nearby.
Sunday, boring Sunday
Not much happened today. I made some rounds, bought a book for my plane, figured out how to schedule some of my events. The rainy season is full on now, and it has rained almost non-stop for the past two days. The people of Hong Kong apparently don't notice, but I've moved into a room with no window (or one that doesn't let in any light), and I'm either inside or outside for a short bit, which is really giving me solar deprivation.
Tomorrow, I have to collect some laundry. Hopefully, nothing will be damaged. There's practically nowhere in Hong Kong to do your own laundry, so you have to pay for services by sometimes unreliable people. You actually have to tell some of them to separate the colours before washing... thankfully, most of my stuff should be okay.
Also, I'm going to go to the HK Museum of History. Apparently, it's in walking distance of my hostel. I asked Blake to join me, but I don't think museums really excite people like they do me (which is why they shouldn't have to pay taxes for them, and I should pay for an entry ticket, or some other form of revenue raising). Afterwards, I'm hoping to catch Claudelle at some point and gather her and Blake to head out to Lan Kwai Fong or SOHO to watch some World Cup Soccer. So long as I'm with friends and fun people, I can bear to have organized sports rather than something educational on the television.
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