Coming back to Hong Kong (2)

I made a mistake by using the shampoo provided by the hotel, my hair looked dry like straws sticking out. I really wonder if those shampoo were meant to be used as detergent. When I stopped by the shops during lunch break to look for the solution, the sales woman look at me and comments you really need to use some good shampoo. I know, that's why I am here.

I worked in IFC, which is the most prestigious location in Central. Most people around are dressed in the designer suits, I think it is probably time for me to get some shopping done... Oh well, I guess I will be soon forgetting about it as soon as I see foods. However, my feelings about Hong Kong is that it is more international than Tokyo. After all, English used to be the official language and I guess, expats are feeling more at home.

I walked around the hotel area. In the mid summer nights, there are a lot of ghost people (that's how Hong Kong people address westerners, Chinese are real human and those with golden hair and tall nose bridge are ghost) hanging around in the pub with open windows to the street, sticky, humid and hot winds blew around, not really cooling anything. Only this shows you the true Hong Kong, a small island in the sub tropical weather. If there hasn't been so much business activities in this financial hub, this could very well be another Puket island.

My Cantonese is really rustic, but enough to order food and get my way around. I think Hong Kong people are now more used to Chinese not speaking perfect Cantonese due to a large influx of Mainland Chinese immigrants. 20 years back, I used to be so concious speaking Mandarin in public when visiting Hong Kong. Mandarin speaking is usually associated with low class or poverty. Things are so different now, Mainlanders are the rich ones going spending spree while Cantonese are the stingy ones.