After a great day touring the Hong Kong markets, we were beginning to salivate for our Hong Kong dimsum experience the following morning. But, before morning, we still had dinner to look forward to! Camie and I headed to the HackHorizon mentor event at Metta California Tower near the Central MTR stop (2 stops on my line). Here, the HackHorizon event team hosted a mixer for the mentors to get to know one another prior to the event commencing for participants the following day. We spent a few hours networking and drinking, and found ourselves ravenous afterwards. Some of the locals, namely Duane from Regal Hotels and Bosco from MTR, recommended Tsui Wah – a mid-scale mainland Chinese restaurant chain that would give us a good variety for a good price. We started with some Boba. We we added in some pork noodles and ox tongue. The pork noodles were super greasy and the ox tongue tasted exactly like tongue – both of us had a serious texture problem with it. So maybe this restaurant wasn’t a hit for us, but we knew our morning outing of Hong Kong dimsum wouldn’t disappoint. Here’s me excited for it: OK so with….
Three weeks ago I landed in Hong Kong after a 20 hour journey from Denver in United Polaris Business, connecting in ORD, and saw Hong Kong in 2 days before getting to work. I had about 6 hours of solid sleep due to the lie-flat pod, and felt pretty good upon landing and hitting HKG at 6PM Wednesday evening (3 May 2017). Here’s a view of the pod. I cleared immigration and collected my luggage within 20 minutes of landing and was able to order an Uber easily thanks to the free Wi-Fi. Finding the pickup point for the Uber was a little more problematic – Car Park 1 was not clearly labeled with signage and pretty soon I found myself just outside the airport and asking around. Luckily, the information kiosk was staffed with an English speaker who pointed me in the right direction. I walked up just in time as the Uber rolled by. It took about 45 minutes to get from HKG, which was located on a nearby island, to the central business district of Hong Kong where my hotel, the Conrad Hilton, was located. On the way, the Uber driver (who spoke English very well), gave….
What I didn’t mention about my first day in Doha is that upon arrival the night before, I had an interesting encounter. After deplaning (after another annoying bus ride from the airplane to the airport), making it through arrivals, getting a visa at immigration (easy to purchase on the spot with a credit card as an American), I walked around aimlessly looking for the Uber pickup. Just as I hit the “request” button, I received an email from the Golden Ocean Hotel where I was staying about a driver at the airport who could take me to the hotel. So I walked back downstairs and tried to look for him, and eventually asked a airport helped who directed me to an area in the front where the hotel pickup representatives were stationed. I checked in, and as I was doing so and Indian gentlemen who was also going to the same hotel began asking the check-in liaison how long we would wait at the airport until departing. The liason said 20 minutes, and then I jumped in and said “But, he also said that 5 minutes ago when I asked him” 😉 The Indian man, Deepak, and I then struck….
Today was the big day to explore south of Salalah, and see if I would be able to put a foot, nay, a toe, in to Yemen. I woke up early to get my things in order, print the Qatar Airways boarding passes (QR let’s you check in 48 hours in advance, so I was able to get both the passes for both flights), finish some writing and work, do yoga, and be ready by 10AM. My guide was waiting for me a few minutes early, so I headed downstairs and checked out. He had a white Nissan sedan and was wearing the traditional Omani dress with a wonderfully colorful keffiyah. He introduced himself as Mohammed (another one!), but that’s no surprise since such a high percentage of Islamic men are named Mohammed or some variation (Mahmoud, etc.). Incidentally, I tried to do some research on exactly what %, but I couldn’t find the answer. It feels in the range of 60% to me. He explained the plan to me of heading south of Salalah to start out with, and I suggested we stop by the mosque first since it closed at 11AM. Even though it was not part of the….
I arrived in Salalah mid-evening on a Thursday night so that I could see Salalah in two days, but then I decided to take in easy for Friday morning catch up on email, write and rest. After a restful evening at the Hilton Salalah, I woke up again ready for a beach day, but again the weather was not going to cooperate. The riyah wind was sweeping through town on the same storm that Brice was seeing now in Bahrain and that Sulaiman had warned me about in Muscat. This made it hard to be active outside on my trip to Salalah in two days. I also fit in another visit to the gym, which felt good to get back on track, now two days in a row. Here’s a view from my balcony which shows how hard the wind is blowing – and no, it’s not that cold out. I had some tea and a few pieces of fruit that the Hilton had welcomed me with the previous night, but didn’t want to fill up because I had planned to meet Reggie (the Filipino man I met on the flight to Salalah the previous evening) for dinner at 6PM….