Back in mid-April, I took a trip to Hong Kong with Willis, Ava, and Jason Nou. I had amassed a lot of footage, and didn’t get around to editing it until now. Here are a few highlighted images from the trip, and the video follows at the end. Thx!
Story time: Then on April 22nd, as each of my fellow traveling companions have gone on to do their own thing in Hong Kong this morning, I have ventured out alone hunting for breakfast with my limited Cantonese.
And, so… I came upon a cafe, which unknown to me, the front door was operated by a button to the side. As someone was exiting the restaurant, I seized the opportunity to enter, only to be met by the sliding door slamming into me. I stumbled and giggled, as the cashier, looking shocked, explained to me how the door is controlled. This was also witnessed by a waitress.
Then they both LOLed at “Ah gaaw hoa hoisome.” Literally, they found it amusing that I laughed at myself for being hit by the door. This is in the contrast by my Americanized/Western personality to how most people receive me. I find comedy in everything, especially in my own ineptitude. I just became more self-aware today because of this incident happening in a foreign land in present foreign company. I explained that “ngaw Meigwawk leia…” That I’m from America, as if that explained anything. Prob didn’t. But they laughed approvingly.
I don’t have a moral to this story, only that I was starving and that I had successfully gotten through the door to eat – satay beef and noodles with a cup for milk tea. Nothing else funny happened.