The Deceit of Angels

Continuing the tale of my epic journey across the land of China, a brief five hour flight - almost directly South - and we soon found ourselves in the blistering heat of Hong Kong; a land that was once a British colony before being handed back to the Chinese in '97, filled with expats and people that actually speak English . You can read about the first part of my escapade here . Day one and we arrive in Mongkok, the most densely populated place on the planet. But I mean, how bad can it be? Oh it's pretty bad. I spent my time here sharing a 8x12 foot room with Alex on the 8th floor of a 16 floor building on a road that you can't physically see for all the god damn people on it, waking up each morning to the sound of Alex standing butt naked in front of me doing his hair and yelling "don't look! don't look!" The shops cover multiple floors with signs hanging everywhere. We're only 4 floors up from a Cat Café (the Café Idea) for example. Guess wher

I should probably open with explaining that during the time of planning this trip - an idea I've been knocking around since the NYC trip when I really began to travel the world - it was thought that Alex was to be moving abroad. He still might be, in fact, and so as a send off we both decided to try and make this the most epic adventure of our lives. Epic mission accomplished. We were blessed by a Buddhist Monk and explored the vastness of the Great Wall just a day after Tom Cruise went to the same spot (crisis averted! We avoided that short-assed scientologist prick)! I taught Alex about self-reliance and survivability by abandoning him in a country where nobody spoke a single god-damn word of English, learned how to dance the Chinese National Dance, were repeatedly stopped for photos - an idea that quickly turned into "only if we can get one of you in return," often to much giggly enthusiasm - and jumped from a 233m building living to tell the tale. Welcome to the obs