August 1, 2006
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<Cont’ Japan trip>
1. I took the historical tram in Tokyo city, runing from inner tokyo to an old residential area of tokyo. Just like the tram on HK Island. Excellent. Small village with a lot of human element. I just sit down somewhere and have the ‘octopus dumplings’, with two little girls reading jap comics, sitting next to me. In front of me was the old tram, and the whole pic was rather ‘tokyo story’. If you don’t have time to travel to Kyoto or other cities of Jap to taste the ‘historical side’ of Jap, try this tram, running from Waseda to something like ‘Three xxx Station’.
2. I am supposed to rest my legs in this jap trip, though at the beginning i knew it’s rather difficult. The reasons were that I sprained my knee some four months ago, and didn’t recover to the previous healthy level. I recovered partly, but hurt it again during my Australia visit – I simply walked from the China Town, to the Darling Harbour, and finally to the Rock near Opera house. In case you didn’t know, my wild guess is the distance is close to a full Nathan road on the Kowloon side, or King’s road on the HK Island site. After three days in Jap, of course, I knew my purpose is doomed to fail. Today when i walked, my whole right leg was freaking painful, while i am feeling very good (I recalled the cult leader of hk originals said something abt phys. and psy. pain and happiness).
3. I never knew HK people can speak english (so poorly), until i came here. When i was so fortunate to get a good place sitting and waiting for the night parade in disneyland, a mother and her lovely son (aged around 8) came. It was very crowded and they have to stand. The lovely son was moving here and there, drilling into ideal place that could later see the parade clearly. OK, fine. When he was standing next to me, i found that my Donald Duck stuff (there is nothing except Donald Duck. So, instead of using Disneyland stuff, i use Donald Duck stuff) was blocking the little corridor between the bench i am sitting and the next. I moved the stuff below the bench and the lovely son, in less than 0.5 second, moved into the space. OK, fine. This was exactly what i wanted – squeeze some valuable place, ideally. The lovely son and his mum started chatting in cantonese. Nothing special.
Right before the parade started, her mother looked around – i couldn’t understand why – and then asked her lovely son in English :
‘Is it ok?’ in English
The son in Cantonese : ‘Mother, i cannot see clearly’.
‘Is it ok?’ in English
The son in Cantonese : I cannot see clearly’.
Such conversation repated thrice.
Bitch. Don’t show up your rubbish English in front of Jap of which over 99% do not even A-Z. When i was just about the tell her lovely son, in cantonese, to revert in English, Donald Duck appeared in the parade. Otherwise Wong Fai Hong will come out and say ‘Chinese doesn’t punch Chinese’ in Disneyland Tokyo.
I recall the story of ‘Let me cut into piece’ during my visit in Lan Fong Yuen of Central a year ago.
4. I visited the Roppongi Hill yesterday. Excellent. But i didn’t expect this is gonna happen in HK, though i know this is exactly what WKCD is gonna to learn from. I tried the Fried Pork shop on the 5/F, in which there is a waitress who can speak mandarin (her surname was Chan on her name tag). Extremely excellent Pork. Unlimited refill for rice and soup, costing $80 per head. The Tokyo City View on 52/F worth its costs. From there you could even watch the fireworks in other parts of Tokyo. Insane.
