Journey from Montreal to Hong Kong
Point form of the images and situations that stuck out along the way:
* The first bus taking me to the airport is the 211. It was replaced by... the "Special" bus. Come On!
* Citrus fruit and customs do not mix. Woops! And since when do we have to take our shoes off to go thru the detectors? No wonder the floors look so well buffed. The "electronic passports" sign made it feel more futuristic.
* Detroit airport. A cool fountain shooting "water worms" thru the air, and a sky tram moving people around. The futuristic theme continues.
* Northwest Airlines Part 1: Detroit to Tokyo. Oh my! The airplane looked a bit worse for wear as did the crew. They appeared to despise us & took great pleasure in sarcasm. Headache from hell complete with mysterious nausea, added to the pleasantness of the experience.
* Tokyo-Narita airport. Cleanest toilet stalls in the world (you notice these things as you slowly become convinced you're dying). The Public Lounge has amazing leatherette reclining lounge chairs, I finally can sleep horizontally, Score! My first siting of the mysterious "Pacori Sweat" softdrink, sold in vending machine. Should you really name a drink with the word sweat?
* Northwest Airlines Part 2: Tokyo to Hong Kong. The staff change and become Asian, attractive, and friendly. A Huge thumbs up to the lovely older japanese lady that was serving our section. Beauty, grace, and all smiles despite her misfortunes with drinks and meals.
* Landing in Hong Kong, my exhausted and now even more than usually warped mind decided that all the look-alike apartment buildings look like grain silos...for people. Pods. How odd.
So after 24hrs of journeying and feeling at deaths door for part of it. I arrived safe and sound to be greeted by my friend Jenn. All smiles and energy as always. Quickly fell into our theme song for this journey "Jump In The Line (shake Senora)", and off we went. My first bowl off noodles and wontons, and a quick visit to Jenn's local, d'Apartment, followed by a nice walk with my guide pointing out architectural and historical, as well as mythical, wonders, we finally made it home for good. To Jenn & Christina's very own silo pod.
Aaaaah. Sleep.
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