This will probably be my last trip out of the country (other than Malaysia) in a long while. It makes me sad but I think I've had enough of flying even though the view from up there is breathtaking. The dry air you breathe in the plane is frustrating and the old man behind me kept knocking my seat. Ass.
My trip this time wasn't very much a holiday but to just bring my grandmother and grandaunt around Hong Kong. I promised my beloved grandmother that I'll bring her somewhere cold and my grandaunt and uncle decided to tag along.
I went to Stanley beach for the first during this trip. It was full of expats. I would understand why they would stay there even though the location is so inconvenient. The beach was beautiful and felt a tiny weeny bit like Brighton. Not that I've been. Just my opinion from what I've seen in pictures.
I'll be back.
