Freezing our asses off on the top of the world.

So Yes. Besides Paus and Siew Mais, we definitely had to have more to eat. Do not forget that our dear friend Yeo, was present. He would never allow himself to go without food. (What's new?!).

So we thought. And we thought. And we realised we didn't really need to think. That was because we already had our itineraries out!

Ah wells, so yes. We decided to go to our hotels first. Didn't make sense for us to drag our barang barang all over HK like vagabonds. Wouldn't wanna see our baggage climb up victoria peak either. We got a kinda of a we-expected-this-but-wait-it-happened-anyway kind of shock. The rooms were only the size of two yeos each. Yeo and Tan's was slightly bigger. It could fit two yeos and a Tan. Low and Pang's was right, just two yeos. Consider the fact that our luggages also needed a place to sleep.

Wading knee-deep in our agonies, we headed down to (or up, rather) to Victoria's peak on a back-breaking tram ride that went at 45 degrees. Before we could get on the Tram though, there was the ticket counter. And, before the ticket counter, there was Yeo. Yes! Yeo did something so retarded we would all have to change our names if we allow him to forget it. As were walking up to the counter to purchase our tickets, Yeo walked right into the top of the glass counter. We laughed our asses off. We came out with a few theories of how the hell that happened, and in the end, our favourite was Daniel's. According to him, Yeo was in love with the chick behind the counter, and, in his hurry to kiss her, he forgot that glass was invisible.

Man. We almost flipped. And so, on to the Tram ride. The view was a bit of a let-down. Wasn't as fantastic as they made it out to be. We learned something while waiting to get on and off the trams though. That is, that our government has been lying to us about the repercussions of kiasuism all this while. The truth is, the four of us were the biggest and most courteous gentlemen there (maybe some IOC dude noticed us and decided to award the Youth Olympics thing to us). We waited patiently for our turn, always avoiding the women and children as much as possible.

St Louis Marie de Montfort would have saluted us. That is, if he isn't already saluting everything that Simen is doing from his utopia opposite the school bookshop.

Anyway, we weren't planning to stick out like sore toes (cause ours were being threaded upon constantly, except yeo's though, his boots can survive a land mine blowing up), we decided from that moment on, to do things the Hongky way. Yes, that is, to push and shove without saying 'sorry' instead of singing One Republic's 'Stop and stare' all the time.

After waiting all eternity, hell froze over and the peak tram started functioning in the freezing conditions. We set up a defence perimeter around the tram door and marched in (The Peak Tram Occupation). We got our seats. Took some sad sad pictures and got our asses up that hill.
We arrived at the shopping mall on top of Victoria Peak before we could say 'Vic'.

We checked out the place. Was sort of like a Vivocity with damn good view but very little shops. The supermarket was something though. We danced around the alcohol section like kids in a candy store. In the end, we only got some caronas for our end-of-the-day party.

"Getting in some Game Time!"

We headed to Bubba Gump for dinner. It was committing the sin of gluttony damn close to heaven. Food was sinful. View was a double whopper.

Food Review by Yeo

Woah Baby, twas a good good dinner indeed! Why, it was worth every penny we spent there that night!

"Grilled Fish with Cajun Shrimp!"

Talk about good eating eh? Man, the chefs here are quite good at what they do, I'll give'em that much. The fish was grilled to perfection, crisp on the outside, yet still moist and juicy on the inside, the flavor of the cajun was light on the tongue, yet with the sauce, it became legendary! The mashed potato sides and veggies weren't anything fancy, but they were still good all the same

"BBQ ChiX n RibX"

Ahh, good ol' Pang, doesn't like shrimp, so he settled for good tastin Bar Be Que Meats, yum yum. Well, unfortunately, or not, both the meat seasonings tasted exactly the same! Both were smokey, tangy, sweet with that hint of ZiNG to give our taste buds a swift kick in its groin. The chicken leg was, how do I put this, a little on the dry side, but it being chicken leg, it was still tender and juicy enough. However, the ribs on the other hand... Oooo lala... Dry as a desert without an oasis... Thank goodness for the sauce, it redeemed this dish!

"See-Food in a Bucket"

They actually, LITERALLY, served this dish in a bucket. Oh yes, we ain't joking folks, Low had to eat this baby here out of a bucket. Well, the batter was good, I guess you could probably find it just about any where, but the seasoning was just right. Not too strong, not too light, almost perfect, but yet not there. The portioning was actually quite generous, at least until it came to the crayfish. They gave more crayfish shells then they did the meat!

"Crabby Prawns"

And finally, the last dish of the evening, Alaskan Crab Stuffed Prawns. I must say, I was pleasantly surprised by this dish. When it came, I never expected it to come with both beautifully cooked buttered rice AND a garlic bread as long as my forearm! I tell you, if you are a sinful sinful eater, this dish would have been lovely for you. The food was literally swimming in delightfully flavored butter and melted cheddar cheese, oooooo I made this dish last, I never wanted to finish it. The prawns were lightly seasoned, I think with salt and pepper, and the crab meat stuffing.... It makes my mouth water just thinking of it again...

It was a dinner to be remembered folks, trust me

TideBoyZ

And so, we all rated the food there 4.5/5. Need we say more?

After dinner, we went up to the sky terrace. Damn good it was.

Now I know what Chad Kroger was talking about when he sung "I am so high, I can hear Heaven" in the song, "Hero".

The sky terrace was freezing though. All of us were screaming in agony except Yeo, who seemed to possess some mysterious internal warming technology that we didn't. We taught the tourist population some Hokkien and then ran off.

We headed down to the Temple street night market next. It was like your regular pasar-malam except that it had many stalls selling unmentionables.

Bored by it all, we bought some Liang teh (this became our customary drink for the next few evenings) and headed back to g'old Dorsett Seaview. Yawn.

We were going to have our Krispy Kremes and Carona party when we noticed that Tan had already fallen asleep. This was not at all scary at all though. It was the way through which this message was revealed to Pang and Low that terrified the lot.

When Low and Pang knocked on Tan and Yeo's door. It was opened by a half-naked yeo in a towel. Pang and Low swore off Pig trotters after that (sorry Yeo, it was a highlight of the first night).

Greatly disappointed, Pang and Low went back to their room without beeeerr in their belly. They did not, however, go back empty-handed. They both got off with a krispy kreme doughnut each. Haha!

And so, they slept. Or so they lied down. Until dawn descended upon them and the knocks on the false wall of Low and Pang's room woke them up to the second day.

Stay tuned to find out what happens next.


Low