Leaving the Loin

I left San Francisco at 1:20 am Friday and arrived in Hong Kong at 5:45 am Saturday. The flight was only 14 hours, but 29 hours passed on the clocks. I spent almost the whole flight sleeping, which is remarkable considering I was on the 64th row, seat 1 of 10 in the row. Man was not meant to fly coach, or I just got really spoiled flying first class to India last year.
I had directions to my hostel by way of train, but I decided to find a bus that would take me into he city instead. I saved 60 Hong Kong dollars by taking the bus, plus I got to see some incredible sights along the way.Like colorful piles of shipping containers, stuffed full of plastic toys and cheap electronics, waiting to make the trek across the pacific. Next stop: San Francisco, after that, someones birthday party, then, the final million years will be spent decomposing in a landfill on the outskirts of every American town.I did not really know where to get off the bus, so I just got off when I felt like it and it turned out really well. I was super close to my hostel, so I dropped my luggage and went out... at 7:00 am. I wandered til I should have been good and lost, but I ran into the elders (Mormon missionaries) and they gave me directions to a ferry that would take me across the harbor to some hip shopping district where I could look back and see the city.I thought I listened to the elders directions, but apparently I didn't cause I just got on the first ferry I saw and it went about 40 minutes away to this island that has no cars and no buildings over 3 floors. Truly unique in Hong Kong, and actually much cooler than Prada. I decided to explore the island and ended up hiking all over, buying swim trunks, and swimming in the ocean, right next to a huge power plant.