- on the plane, i fell asleep three quarters of the way through initial d (despite shawn yu’s interesting moustache).
- maybe that i hadn’t gone without sleep for more than 24 hours helped me stay awake for densha otoko. i don’t know if i buy the ‘based on a true story’ thing, but you can read the partially translated 2ch postings if you like to help make up your mind. somehow still suckered by the story, even if nakatani miki seemed a little too old for her part, and her character far too pleasant and unshaded.
- i mean, hong kong is one thing. but when you go with two other girls who don’t know the language and are just looking for different stuff, the experience will be somewhat limited. i did not go to macau. i did not get to sit in kowloon park, just across from my hotel. every second place we went to seemed to be a cosmetics store called sasa or watsons or something. god. i did buy twelve cantonese cds, a hello kitty ocarina and a small bottle of umeshu, besides the mundane stuff.
- so that’s kinda why i don’t have superlatives to really describe the trip when people have been asking me. i also lost another two kilos that week, which is ridiculous when there is so much food out there, any hour of the day. you do not lose weight on holiday! sick? walked too much? no appetite? sick of noodles? too lazy to look for food?
- the buzz lightyear astroblaster is the best ride at disneyland hong kong. i scored level 4 out of 7 shootin’ those targets. which is alright.
- screw the rest of disneyland.
- feel like reading the art of travel posthumously. similarly, i actually feel more free walking the streets of my hometown than the crowded streets many miles away in tsimshatsui. i need space. i think this runs for everything else too.
- i was a bit peeved though with the comment that hong kong looked all the same.
