"Boards don't fight back"

I'll have to have words with my editorial team. The pictures of the terrapins was so that I could make a lame joke about Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles but Bec's gone and spoiled that now.

So, we arrived in Hong Kong after Rachel Lomas (ex Sheff Uni) had snubbed us and then when she'd thought up a good enough excuse emailed me and pretended she couldn't meet up with us as she'd been in Madagascar for 3 weeks. Luckily Wils (Tesco), Sarah (NAS) and Um had all been to Hong Kong fairly recently and given us a few hints. I agree, Um, the airport is well set out, and we couldn't have afforded to stay where you stayed, thanks(!)

We treated ourselves in Singapore and Hong Kong - I bought a Sunday Times at the airport for 8 quid and Bec bought herself some perfume in Hong Kong. Everyone will be pleased to hear that I also bought more underwear in Kuala Lumpur, it should need washing by next week!

I'd read in one of the local papers in Cambodia (written in English) that there was a Bruce Lee exhibition in Hong Kong and I was hoping that it was still on by the time we reached there and luckily it was. Just to explain the title of the entry to everyone apart from Neil and dad: it's a quote from a Bruce Lee film when some martial arts experts try to impress his character by elaborately smashing lots of pieces of wood. Cool as a frozen cucumber he stands there unpeturbed and deadpans "Boards don't fight back." But as the film is dubbed his lips carry on moving for another 3 seconds. Neil and me used to say it to each other all the time. By now there's probably only Neil and dad reading anyway!

The view of Hong Kong island was fantastic and I was excited about seeing it as we used to go, from when we were young, to a Chinese restaurant in Altrincham (The Chinese Lantern) and they had a picture of Hong Kong at night. It always fascinated me seeing all those lights and it was even better being there - especially with all the Bruce Lee stuff.

We also experienced our own real life psychometric testing in Hong Kong. The lift in our guest house broke down on the way to our floor and there was another bloke in with us. The way we dealt with it sums us both up I thought. Here are 4 options and each of us in the lift chose one with 1 thrown in for luck:

a) Become hysterical and scream until someone hears you
b) Think "Oh well, at least we've got the iPod and someone will come eventually."
c) Keep pressing the bell and help buttons repeatedly
d) Realise that we're at the floor we want, prise open the doors and exit lift

That's right I opted for b) while Bec actually did something about it and chose d)!