After five weeks in Nepal and India, we returned to Hong Kong for my cousin Andrew’s wedding to Jenny. A number of my family were also out for the trip, my uncles John and Phe, my parents, my uncle Hugh (Andrew’s father) and of course Louise and Simon were there. We stayed in, pretty much, a box centrally located in Tsim Sha Tsui. It was tight on space, but had everything we needed, shower, toilet, bed, air conditioning, and an easy exit to get to the MTR or the shops. We had a couple of days before the wedding, so had a family barbeque (and game of Risk) at Louise and Simon’s, followed the next day by a sail on their boat Cave Canem.
Favourable wind directions (I think we put in two tacks the whole day!) got us to Po Toi for some fantastic seafood and the tastiest tofu I’ve ever had. The next day saw Amy and I scrambling to get some smart clothes for the wedding (and, seeing the prices, cursing that we hadn’t picked everything up in Delhi). The wedding was at the Peninsula Hotel on a balcony looking out to the Hong Kong skyline and, well, it was pretty stunning. A short legal ceremony was followed by photos, food and dancing.
The next couple of days we took another island excursion to Cheung Chau for some walking and dangling of feet in the sea. There’s an old smuggling cave there than you can pass through (provided you breathe in!) and some fantastic views. Most of the island is idyllic, but sadly a couple of the otherwise lovely beaches have been ruined by some absolutely unconscionable dumping of rubbish (including a fridge!). They’re not even close to anyone’s house, I really don’t understand taking that much effort to ruin a place of natural beauty. The next day Amy and I attempted a return to the beach we visited on our last trip here, but were sadly stymied by the fact that no ferries were running. So we met up with everyone for one last family meal, and the next day got pack on our (metaphorical) horses to head to Vietnam,