It’s almsot rush hour, and for some reason…we thought taking a cab would be faster than the subway.
I guess we were right…after we dealt with only 1/2 of the rush hour on the Hong Kong side before the tunnel.
We arrived at the train station. Glad to say, there wasn’t that much traffic inside. We still had to move fast and fill up our documents that we’re leaving HK to China.
Done and done. We have our tickets and on board the train.
On the way there, my friends had warned me that it’d be a huge contrast and change between Hong Kong and China. Which i expected. They made it seem so much worse than what it really was.
I told them i lived in Asia, Africa, and other parts of the world, where i’ve almost seen everything. I even lived through 2 wars…so i’m sure China couldn’t be THAT bad. haha.
The moment we arrived, you could tell that getting into China; the deeper we went…the louder, noisier and busier it got.
My nose started picking up different wiffs. Local food, local body odor, local sewage, but again…which country doesn’t have that right?
The adventure continued and we met up with our contact in China that would be our host for the day or two we plan on staying.
We had to pit stop quickly to exchange some money, and jumped on a mini bus which was fairly packed to a nearby apartment building.
China reminded me of many countries i have lived in. There was something very simple yet beautiful about it. The hard working people, striving to make ends meet. The classy and rich with their high end cars, the good weather and language which i was familiar with (Mandarin) but let’s keep moving to our next stop. YES. You guessed it…FOOD!
We stopped by a nearby restaurant and got plenty of food. Enough to feed an army. Ate outside on a patio, and enjoyed the energy from the streets and people.
One thing i can tell you though, is if you’re ever considering GETTING lung cancer…China could fast track that thought for you! LOL.
Sure enough…dinner was served, and finished…and it was time to check out the night life. It was somewhat alive, since it was a weekday…some areas don’t know sleep. After roaming around for a bit. We stopped by a starbucks, and relaxed for a bit…then the ultimate relaxation was next on the agenda. ”Heaven on earth” massage parlour.
Remember that scene from rush hour 2 with Jackie Chan and Chris Tucker, when they went to select their massage and pick out their masseuse. In China and Hong Kong. There are plenty of massage places.
Some for massages. Others for “extra” services.
Anyhow. We went for an actual massage.
Got in, got our locker and stripped down.
They provided us with towels, shampoo, body wash, razors, shaving cream, gel, slippers, pyjamas, underwear…almost everything you can possibly need for a shower. LOL.
After using all the equipment provided for the PERFECT shower. I hit up an exfoliating session. Basically, scrub off all the dead skin off me. Front and back. Once i was done, i stopped by the sauna, and steam bath…and relaxed in the pool, until my friend decided he’d try the exfoliating scrub.
That was hilarious. He felt very awkward being naked and scrubbed by a man. It was even funnier when i stopped by to ask him a question. The look on his face was priceless. He could hardly put a sentence together from the amount of laughter that happened. haha.
Finally, the showering and scrubbing came to an end…and we went out to the ‘common area’ Where people can lay down and watch tv, get foot massages, eat, drink, sleep or select a masseuse.
We sat down and watched tv, when suddenly…these two females dressed as hostesses or stewardesses come out and one of them makes eye contact with me. She smiles, and walks towards me and i notice her friend following.
I was hopping she’d talk to me, and her friend would talk to MY friend Tony…LOL since ‘my girl’ was cuter…hahaha.
Sure enough she sat down and asked me to look at a list of massages offered.
We finally made the choice, and we headed to the rooms where we’d be getting our massages. While leaving, my friend’s mom suggested all 3 of us get a massage in the same room, and we declined without hesitating. That’d just be weird…lol.
We lied down on the beds, and sure enough…it was the same girls we spoke to earlier that were going to be massaging us.
We thought they’d be taking the massage types and sending other masseuses to massage us, but i guess we thought wrong.
The massage session was hilarious and full of jokes. Whether it was my broken mandarin and my friend playing translator with his broken mandarin-cantonese mix, or between my masseuse hitting on me, or my friend turning his head away and avoiding any eye contact with his masseuse.
The massage came to an end, and the girls left. We locked the door, and passed out and got up in the morning.
Showered, shaved, got dressed and left the massage spot.
Next stop Mc Donalds in China!
Ps. This blog was updated from Hong Kong, as Facebook is not allowed in China, and internet access and websites are either limited or restricted.