Day 2

July 4, 2007

Right, another mini-update sans-pictures.  I have taken about a million, so need to sort the corn from the bad metaphor before you see them.  I want to look clever, afterall.

So, the day went something like this:

Woke up, headed for the train station.   This was harder than we thought it would be, but eventually we ended up at the station.  We popped out in Mong Kok (there are lots of koks in Hong Kong.  Wangs too) and after not buying a fake rolex hopped on a ferry across to hong kong island.

Some exploring on foot, including a 55 story lift-ride up ifc two for a birds-eye view, and we made our way to the “The Peak” tram.  What an incredible piece of engineering.  More on that when I put in pictures.

We had dim sum and some slimy weirdness at the top, and headed down and hit a few markets (that can be a surprise).

A quick trip home to change and we were out again.  Drinks at the Starck designed bar (wow – views second to none) and dinner at a funky little sushi place (Claire even ate Caviar!) and we were finished!  Completely broken!  Neither of us kept our eyes open for the whole journey back to the hotel.

That is all.


Grinding

June 13, 2007
grousegrind-7.jpg . We love a good grind.
Now, usually its a rich french roast, or a lighter, more perky Brazilian.
This weekend, however, we went for a Mountain Blend.

When I say blend, I mean a mix of terraced steps and rocky scrambling that made up the Grouse Grind. Okay, so the “blend” thing was a stretch, but I needed to make the whole “coffee” metaphor work somehow.

What is it?
Well, its another example of the fantastic outdoor variety that can be had on your doorstep when you live in BC.
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I handed in my assignment at 12pm, and by 1:30 we were Grinding.
What a pleasure.

Before we left, we hopped on their website to get an idea of what was coming. What we learned, about 10 minutes into the walk, is that we have no idea how to interpret gradient when its written out. For the benefit of those who do, its 2.9km, and climbs 2800 feet. Let me just tell you, thats even steeper than it sounds. An hour after starting, I thought I was going to bump my head on Mir if I wasn’t watching. . grousegrind-7.jpg

Okay, I exaggerate.

There was snow though. Amost froze my… fingers off.

me

Just a note to the rangers or officials or whoever controls the Grind. Don’t let small children climb it. Not because they won’t make it, but because they WILL bloody make it and make people like me feel damn lame! STOP IT!
Cute, no?

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I also got a nice idea for security back home:

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Then there were the men dressed in suspenders (and I can only imagine bras too… Come on… I wish I was a girlie?? No? Nevermind)

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Now, I’m not sure if it’s clear, but there is a crazy person at the top of this massive pole. He’s holding on using a rope slung around his waist, and some fancy soccer boots. Not if you paid me a million dollars!

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The view on the way back down was also not too shabby. Thats Stanley Park on the right, incase anyone is wondering.

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That is all.