With the Hong Kong trip finally over, credit card payments are fast approaching.
Oh, man. I don’t even want to think about how much I spent on that trip.
But the kids had a grand time. That was the objective anyway.
Raft3r is your typical stupid tourist who only speaks English and refuses to learn the local language.
As soon as I stepped out of the plane, I knew I was in trouble.
Local folks have fear in their eyes when you talk to them in English. They get fidgety and answer in such a fast manner that they almost spit on you.
There is so much to love about Hong Kong.
Food is on the top of the list.
Yes, Raft3r eats octopus. Tastes just like chicken.
Public transportation in Hong Kong is awesome. It’s quick, convenient, and safe.
Here’s hoping the Philippine government can provide the same kind of transport service. A boy can dream, right?
February is the coldest month in Hong Kong. There is something sexy about women in winter clothes.
Even my nieces wore ear muffs. They got complimented a lot in Disneyland. Raft3r played the proud uncle.
While good genes run in the family, Raft3r might just be the odd man out.