I awoke pre-dawn and wandered around some of the less touristy parts of Discovery Bay with my camera. I felt rewarded by what was on offer and a few good shots were taken. This one of dawn, through some kind of net, was taken from rocks near the marina without a tripod.
I thought this was an abandoned boat, then a guy turned up to drag it out to sea. It didn’t look terribly seaworthy to me and like the owner spent more time drinking the brand displayed than on maintenance.
The replica of the ‘Bounty’, William Bligh and Fletcher Christian’s ship, was a little more impressive. I wonder if there is only one replica or if this is one of many. Anyone know?
This ‘urgent warning’ seemed a little dire and I certainly do not feel ‘ready’ for ‘the return’. It was hung on a rusting fence, near a dilapidated pier and some kind of overgrown market garden, 100 metres away from touristy accommodation.
We all planned to travel to Ngong Ping for our final day in Hong Kong but Kate was ill and just the three of us took the cable car to the Po Lin Monastery and Giant Buddha. The journey takes about 30 minutes each way and were lucky enough to have a ‘crystal cabin’ with a transparent floor. I foolishly packed the wrong battery and even Sarah’s coolpix was flat after a few shots so we missed out on some great scenery being recorded. Here’s a corny video of the 5.7km cable car journey to the village to complement our scant photographic record.
We didn’t have much time to explore Ngong Ping village or the monastery but certainly enjoyed our stroll and there were plenty of surprises on offer. This included ‘twelve generals’, each with a different symbol from the Chinese horoscope. The girls had fun identifying each one with much debate about ‘is it a pig or a dog?’ etc.. The giant incense sticks proved fascinating to the girls until they were driven back by the ‘stinky’ smoke.
Sarah’s little coolpix takes great shots and I really like this one of the girls and the buddha.
We made it back home and left for the airport with time to spare. We were able to manage our 4 x 23kg bags and our 4 x pieces of hand luggage at airports between us for 4 months without assistance. The 9 hour, 5000 km flight, with Virgin Atlantic, went smoothly. The screaming twins (and I mean SCREAMING) we could have done without (especially at about 3am) but otherwise, all was fine for our eleventh and final flight.
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