Pirates of the South China Sea

So while everyone knows this trip is about "bringing home baby", we also have a few days of diaper-free travel while we wait to meet Jasmine on August 9th. So yesterday we decided to hop a ferry to Lantau Island.

Ferry's are like buses in Hong Kong. And when they hit the harbour they compete with massive container ships, military destroyers, water taxis, hovercrafts, sailboats, tug boats, chinese junks, and my personal favourite, the garbage boats. Yesterday as we were pulling out of Pier 2, there was a man bobbing from the forward deck of his wooden boat, holding a long pole, equipped with a fishing net, scooping garbage out of the harbour.

It's Hong Kong's version of the 401.

Lantau Island is about 40 minutes away from the city. The island is larger than Hong Kong, but comparatively few people live there. There's still real jungle out here, and big mountains, and clean air, you can imagine what Hong Kong was like when the British set up shop here over a 100 years ago.

So we did what Canadians love to do, we went for a walk in the woods. It was quiet, and gorgeous, and lush. There were lots of birds, and tonnes of butterflies, and the biggest Buddha in the world, if you feel like hanging out with the rest of the tourist population. But what was really fun, was walking through the jungle paths, that were really well marked. It was like a walk in the Gatineau's, except the scenery was way more spectacular.

When we got home we settled in for another Canadian tradition, movie night, with a Hong Kong DVD. Beware of the bargains in this department. What looked like an early release of Mr. Bean, turned into a pirated Russian version of the movie with really bad English sub-titles. Mr. Bean was Mr. Boon.

You get the picture. Louis said, "Mum don't worry, Mr. Bean hardly talks anyhow. We'll figure it out."

Ay Matey...we're the dvd pirates of the South China Sea.