Wed 13 Jun
We had our first of many breakfasts at Marcus's local, the Green Waffle in Hollywood Road.
Elf has no clean clothes! We tried shopping for new ones but there was nothing she liked or thought would fit. Undaunted we went across on a ferry to Kowloon for a look at the M+ Museum. Just as we emerged from the ferry terminal the rain hit hard so we jumped in a taxi.
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| M+ (not my pic) |
The M+ was largely closed for renovations so we saw hardly anything of their collections but we had a wonderful roam outside, up the massive steps (a bit like an amphitheatre) and across the roof garden.
We saw some enormous solitary black birds, we think vultures, circling above. Down below we saw some food trucks in a park, so we went down there for lunch.
This was our early days of dealing with money. None of the trucks were interested in anything but cash. You can actually pay for all sorts of things in Hong Kong with your Octopus card; but they weren't having that either.
We had dinner (first of many) at another of Marcus's favourites, a Japanese restaurant called Next Shikaku in Gough Street. This is a small street that is all restaurants, and I could probably hit it with a tennis ball from the window of our apartment if it wasn't too hot to open any windows.
We watched YouTube (M's antenna doesn't work) and became big fans of a Chinese village man who documents his seasonal life. First he was picking figs, which he cooked up with garlic and chilli into a sort of garlic chilli fig soup. We saw him ride around with jars of it on his motorbike as he gave it to various locals who seemed to rate it about 4/10. Then we saw him do some pig husbandry. Pigs and Figs. I jokingly had been calling this very Chinese man Darren as we watched; at the end it appeared that his name was actually Robert.
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