My family left Hong Kong this morning. It feels strange to be on my own. I have a week here before flying to Kathmandu to volunteer in an orphanage in an NGO. Hoping to find some hikes and the public library to keep me entertained in the meantime.
Yesterday, we went to Macau, the formerly Portugese island across the bay form Hong Kong. A haven for gambling. I'm amazed at the amount of customs you have to go through to get from China to China and then back to China. (about 1 hour each way). We ended up only having about 4 hours in Macau, but got a chance to see the churches (best in China) and the European looking architechture. It's a really strange mix of east and west. There was also a "fisheman's wharf" area with kitschy little replicas of the Potala Palace, Coliseum, Arabian fort, and a street with houses from all over the world. It was pretty funny.
We had a little packing frenzy last night and this morning said goodbye over room service breakfast. So ends another chapter.