Out in the new pushchair again. I've decided it's ok because it has a tray on the top that I can wipe down and polish (like mother like daughter).
Crossed the harbour to Hong Kong Island on the Star Ferry. Apparently it's one of the great sea crossings of the world but I wasn't really impressed, then we got the tram up to Victoria Peak. The olds first came here 11 years ago and were whining like a pair of poms about the commercialisation (I know loads of big words). The tramway is pretty steep and vertigo-inducing, which is bad for my mum because she has dodgy inner ears.
Hung around with the tourists at the top. I was feeling quite grumpy and tired on account of the rude awakening. Despite my best efforts, they took me into a chinese restaurant where I was forced to behave while we had dim sum and my mum had yet more pork char-sui. This stuff ain't like what we get at the Choy Hing back home.
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