It’s Cantonese for ‘Hello’. Even though I reckon I will be perfectly fine with English here….

The flight to Hong Kong was smooth.

We were a bit delayed for take off, but then favorable winds made us make good on the delay and we even only needed 15 hours to fly to Hong Kong.

All in one straight line North, and down over Russia, Mongolia and China. I slept through most of the second part.

In Hong Kong, immigration was smooth – no questions asked – and I was quickly on the airport train to the city. I dragged my suitcase to Alan’s restaurant – he’s a chef in a popular pizza place called 208.

I got a free drink while I waited for him, then he gave me the instructions for my room, access codes for the doors, wifi… and then I walked over the last 10 minutes. It was a long day.

The room is small, but has a comfy bed. It’s one of these typical shover-over-the-toilet bathrooms. I had seen these in many adds.

The only downside is that the room has no window, something I overlooked… so it has a bit of a bunker feeling, but with 280 Euro a week (not per night as in many hotels here…) I can live with that.

I unpacked, showered and then tried to sleep… it only lasted till 4 o’clock till I finally made it. Deep Jetlag!