Chopsticks

After getting to our hostel yesterday and settling into our room, I pretty much fell asleep instantly (I didn't sleep much on the plane). Sometime around 7 here I finally woke up realizing I had only been sleeping for two hours. I was surprisingly refreshed considering the rock of a mattress and pillow I have (well I guess it's not that bad).

Anyway, amber and I freshened up a bit and hit the streets of Hong Kong searching for food. If I had to pick one word to describe HK, I would probably pick crowded. No, bright lights.  Smoky?  Well maybe I don't have just one word, but I definitely dont have anything to compare it...or maybe imagine being at Disneyland on the busiest day of the year but add the fact that every fifth person you pass is smoking and car horns are constantly blaring.

Despite all that, I love it.

After walking around for awhile, we finally found somewhere to eat and sat down. Lucky for us, the menu had pictures and simple descriptions of the meals in English! Amber got a friend rice, I got an udon noodle dish. And now comes the entertaining part...

Chopsticks. Can't use em at all. Ok. I can sort of use them but out of every 10 tries, I'm lucky if I manage one solid bite of food. Amber couldn't stop laughing at me. But all should be proud because there were forks on the table and I never touched one. I stuck to my chopsticks like a champ.

Even though we are alone in HK while the rest of our group is together, I think I prefer what we have. We get to experience so much more and I think will come out of this small chapter of the journey with a richer experience and greater understanding and love for all HK has to offer