So long BJ and Charlie

It was their last days in town. I was so thankful to have met them. We had a great run together... two very productive days of sight seeing and lots of laughs. We did still have one last adventure.

We met up with Charlie's friend from Hong Kong. We wanted to go for Dim Sum as both BJ and Charlie never have before. We once again met in Tsi Sha Tsui and were deciding where to go. I had my lonely planet with me that suggested a few fun places to experience real Dim Sum... but they were a bit of a commute (I later realized in the direction we all needed to go in). His friend suggested we just find a place around there... and as a local (but against both mine and BJ's better judgement) we figured he must know better. We followed him and found a place but it wasn't a cart place. He just ordered for us, the food was average and well, it wasn't much of an experience. I felt more badly for BJ and Charlie because that was there last opportunity to go. I've had it in China town... pretty authentic if you ask me. What pissed me off though is that we explained ot his friend what we wanted and he understood. After we ate he explained that real dim sum was carted around and it was more of an experience... arg!

Charlie went to play rugby with his friend- BJ and I went back to Lantau island. We took the number 6 bus, one of Eileen's recommendations. It was cheap and fun! The buses are double decker. We got the front top seat and off we went on a curvy mountain road! They drive like mad here, so it really was a cheap thrill. We got off at Stanley market and as Jenn Czark warned, it was pretty dull.

The boys left which left me puzzled about my next move. I wasn't sure if I should stick around for another week and a half as some really good friends, Lamarca and Julia W-B were going ot be in town, or to move on and see all that China had to offer. Before I made my decision, which was not easy as I really wanted to see them and could easily have spent months in Hong Kong, I met a new guy named Jeff. He too was American. He was older, 34 and really nice. We made plans to go out that evening.

We went back to that same area of bars and he complained the entire time about how expensive this area was and how it wasn't his scene. He turned out to be an obnoxious CHEAP backpacker... so snobby it hurt to talk to him! We went to dance and well, yikes! I could tell he was into me... but err, nope! Thankfully he was staying on a different floor than I... so I jetted out of the elevator when my floor came.

Actually, before we left the area I found a bar playing a Yankee game live! There was also a man there who was a met fan from NY. We talked a lot of crap to each other... but as Mike Matro has been keeping me updated, nothing to brag about on our part this season. A crazy coincidence though, the man grew up on 189th and St. Nick.... though he didn't really want to talk about that... he wasn't shocked by the random encounter... oh, I grew up one block west from there. I thought that was funny- we were in China and used to lie a block away from each other. Jeff was terribly bored... so we left. How could he not like baseball, it's the all American sport?!

Oh PS... this blog entry in not an open forum for Red Sox talk or Yankee hate messages... all will be deleted... you got that lil Leger and all of the Leger / Jelloe family for that matter?!