Hello Great People,
I have said this pretty well in every blog I have posted. Hong Kong is a strange and weird place. This week nothing has dissuaded me from this analysis. On Wednesday and Friday morning me and a fellow PE teacher took a bunch of grade tens to the eighth floor of a mall to go ice skating. The rink, appropriately named The Sky Rink was actually familiar to me. I received a book several Christmases ago called the Tropics of Hockey or something like that. It was a story about a guy who spent several months travelling to exotic places around the world to observe and play hockey. Sky Rink was his first stop. The rink, about a third the size of a normal rink was actually ok, despite the fog rising up from the ice due to the heat and humidity of Hong Kong. While the kids were putting on their blades I took a few shots, on skates, it felt so good. Next year I am playing in a rec league on a regulation sized rink near my place at a department store called Mega Box. The rink at that place is on the tenth floor of the Mega Box with a great view of Kowloon Bay. Surreal. Any way back to The Sky Rink. To add to the absurdness of the rink on the 8th floor it also had a roller coaster track going through it. Look at the picture. I kid you not. The roller coaster is defunct now, maybe someone shot a puck at the roller coaster when it was going, I don't know, but it is weird.
On Friday night I took the girls to a sushi bar. This one had a conveyer belt loaded with food. So you would grab what you wanted and depending on the color of the plate that is what you would pay. Cool. We also had Chinese ice cream. Not recommended. Elsie had shredded green tea ice; I had Mango ice cream mixed in geletin rice covered in chocolate sauce; and Noelle had a Strawberry jello thing. Stick with Hagen Daz if you come to China.
Finally, to finish off the weekend of weird, Elsie and Noelle dressed as garish 1980's girls and I went to a swing dancing party. Hong Kong has a pretty good swing dancing scene made of expats and a few Chinese. I lasted about 10 minutes before I headed back home. Was interesting though.
Finally I have found an excellent church called the Vine. The church will be moving into their new home soon; a converted five story theatre that will have cement vine branches "growing" on the sides. Full of expats it is like the United Nations. Yet, it is a good place, people seem to be genuine and God is in the house. But the building suits Hong Kong. Weird.
Have a great week and I will check in next Sunday.
Love, Adios, and Peng On!
Dirk
I have said this pretty well in every blog I have posted. Hong Kong is a strange and weird place. This week nothing has dissuaded me from this analysis. On Wednesday and Friday morning me and a fellow PE teacher took a bunch of grade tens to the eighth floor of a mall to go ice skating. The rink, appropriately named The Sky Rink was actually familiar to me. I received a book several Christmases ago called the Tropics of Hockey or something like that. It was a story about a guy who spent several months travelling to exotic places around the world to observe and play hockey. Sky Rink was his first stop. The rink, about a third the size of a normal rink was actually ok, despite the fog rising up from the ice due to the heat and humidity of Hong Kong. While the kids were putting on their blades I took a few shots, on skates, it felt so good. Next year I am playing in a rec league on a regulation sized rink near my place at a department store called Mega Box. The rink at that place is on the tenth floor of the Mega Box with a great view of Kowloon Bay. Surreal. Any way back to The Sky Rink. To add to the absurdness of the rink on the 8th floor it also had a roller coaster track going through it. Look at the picture. I kid you not. The roller coaster is defunct now, maybe someone shot a puck at the roller coaster when it was going, I don't know, but it is weird.
On Friday night I took the girls to a sushi bar. This one had a conveyer belt loaded with food. So you would grab what you wanted and depending on the color of the plate that is what you would pay. Cool. We also had Chinese ice cream. Not recommended. Elsie had shredded green tea ice; I had Mango ice cream mixed in geletin rice covered in chocolate sauce; and Noelle had a Strawberry jello thing. Stick with Hagen Daz if you come to China.
Finally, to finish off the weekend of weird, Elsie and Noelle dressed as garish 1980's girls and I went to a swing dancing party. Hong Kong has a pretty good swing dancing scene made of expats and a few Chinese. I lasted about 10 minutes before I headed back home. Was interesting though.
Finally I have found an excellent church called the Vine. The church will be moving into their new home soon; a converted five story theatre that will have cement vine branches "growing" on the sides. Full of expats it is like the United Nations. Yet, it is a good place, people seem to be genuine and God is in the house. But the building suits Hong Kong. Weird.
Have a great week and I will check in next Sunday.
Love, Adios, and Peng On!
Dirk
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