Ah Ha Hong Kong




Well I couldn't resist and in the end went downtown for a wander and tiny bit of shopping for new books and a peruse of all the glints in the hot sunshine of the skyscrapers before getting off to the airport and boarding the flight back to Bali.

Eighteen flights! I thought I would have cured my fear of being enclosed in a metal tube by now but when the child behind you is freely allowed, by her over loud mother, to kick you in the back. And despite politely, and then menacingly asking the mother to stop the child have it continue, and not just from the child but the mother you have to accept that some times you are not meant to chill out on a flight. The nasal braying of the mother to the father one row behind kept the whole section awake, I moved away but not before we were all treated to her complaints that her tv didn't work and she wanted to be upgraded, or at the very least get a voucher up grade for her return. Well, you can only feel sorry for people like that, especially when you know where they are headed..
Welcome to Bali, Indonesia...voted most corrupt economy in the world..you want an up grade because your tv screen don't work? Good luck.

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