Impressions of China and Hong Kong
Impressions of China and Hong Kong
Where do I start? What was meant to be
a family holiday for the Ceff family in the US, turned in to a brief
4 day stopover in Hong Kong and China for me, on my way to London, to
meet up with Margot, Miriam and Josie.
My intial impression of Hong Kong,
arriving late on Wednesday night, was the very organized way they
cope with foreign visitors. From the airport, an express train took
me to Kowloon Station, just stopping once along the way. Then at the
train station there was a free shuttle bus that took visitors
directly to their hotels, and of course there were always staff
looking for confused foreigners who did not know their way around.
I was actually very fortunate on the
flight from Melbourne to Hong Kong to sit beside a young English
lady, named Sara, who lives in Hong Kong. She treated me like an
elderly gentleman and made sure I got through immigration properly
and then made sure I knew where to get on a train.
So I was dropped at the BP
International in Kowloon without a fuss. Got up to my room, and
checked my emails before going to bed.
Off to the mainland
It may be a bit inaccurate, as Kowloon
is part of Hong Kong but its on a peninsula of the mainland, but is
not part of mainland China in one sense. The British lease on Hong
Kong ended in 1997 I think, and it is now under control of the
Peoples Republic of China. But they still treat it as a separate
country really. Hong Kong residents can travel fairly freely across
the border, but getting out of the PRC for Chinese residents is very
difficult.
I caught a bus from Kowloon to Shenzen
Bay. That was not without difficulties. As I was leaving the hotel I
asked the concierge for directions to the railway station to catch a
train to Shenzen. He said that was not possible to do, but that I
should walk to a nearby shopping mall where there was a bus terminal
underground and catch a bus from there. He told me where to walk and
the name of the shopping mall, but the name I found on a shopping
mall was really nothing like the name he said and it was quite
difficult to find where to purchase my ticket. But eventually I did
and headed of on the bus to Shenzen Bay.
I tried calling Jessica, the girl at
the surfboard factory that I deal with but her spoken English was no
where near good enough to talk to her on the phone, especially with
my 54 year old ears that don't seem to function as well as they once
did. I told here I would send her a txt and that worked pretty well.
So with the exchange of a few text messages we were able to work out
where I was and where Fisher (the factory owner) would pick me up.
I went through customs and immigration
at Shenzen Bay bus terminal and then exited the terminal in the hope
that Fisher would recognize me. My description of myself as having no
hair and a striped shirt was enough for him to approach me, so off we
went in his car, a late model Honda CRV. So off I was on my first
experience on the road in mainland China. And an experience it was!
The factory is located out in a little
country town, so to get there meant a bit of freeway driving to get
out of Shenzen. Fisher has two mobile phones and they both seem to
ring fairly constantly and whenever he was speaking his driving speed
would slow down quite a bit, so we were wandering all over the road
at about 20 less than everybody else while he was taking calls. The
freeways lanes are marked for trucks and cars but its nothing to have
a motorized bike coming at you from the opposite direction. The
freeway speed limit is 80kmh so fortunately everyone is travelling so
slowly that they can slow down quickly enough in case of something
getting in their way.
We left the freeway and stopped at a
small shopping mall where Fisher took me to lunch. Fisher speaks a
little English so we were able to have a basic conversation. The food
was beautiful and it just seemed to keep on coming, so when I had
enough I sort of rubbed my belly to indicate I had enough. Some of
the food looked familiar, but a lot of it, well, I just wasn't too
sure what I was eating to be honest, but down it went! Fisher was
very impressed with my skill with chopsticks to!
We picked up Jessica who was waiting
for us at a bus stop along the way. It was easier to converse with
her than Fisher, but it was still not easy. Somewhere along the way
the road started to deteriorate as we drove through a rural area.
There was lush vegetation on the hills and the flats were cultivated
for food production. Lots of leafy green stuff, which I was to
discover was part of every meal.
It had rained quite heavily while
Fisher and I were eating. The rain had badly affected the dirt road
we crawled along on the way to the village where the factory is. The
road was rarely wide enough for two way traffic and so everyone
weaves in and out of each other trying to use the best part of the
road. There are bikes, pedestrians, cars, trucks and other sort of
vehicles that almost defy description loaded up with everything
imaginable – just like those pictures you see in the emails that do
the rounds of the internet. And its all sharing the same narrow,
rough as guts dirt road. One hand on the wheel, one on the horn, foot
on the brake and accelerator at the same time, and then somehow you
cope with two phones ringing!
We spent the next two and a half days
in the factory. Fisher went back to Shenzen. He owns the factory but
seems to have little to do with it. His mother runs the kitchen,
which feeds all the staff and the workers three meals a day. His
father potters around painting things here and there. His brother in
law is the purchasing manager and Mr Ren is head shaper and factory
manager. Most of the workers live in an apartment block behind the
factory. Three or four single men to a room on one floor and married
couples on another floor. Married people whose spouse does not also
work for the company live off the premises somewhere else. I never
did find out how many married couples actually work for the company.
The workers do about 11 hours a day,
six days a week. They start at 8.00am after having there company
supplied breakfast, then work till 12pm and have lunch and a rest
until 1.30pm. Then they work again till 5.30pm have an hour for
dinner and then back to work until 9.30pm. They get a much higher
rate after dinner so they are all happy to do it. I never asked what
the hourly rate is, but it is obviously very low/
After the first day at the factory,
Fisher drove me to a hotel in Dongguan. This was not the same road
that we originally drove to the factory on. It was worse. There was a
freeway being constucted over the top of it, so there were trucks
going back and forth and the whole road for several kilometers up a
hill was a total disaster. The road levelled out eventually as we got
closer to Dongguan there Fisher arranged to pay for my hotel room.
I must add at this point that I was
travelling on a tourist visa. There was no time to organise a
businesses visa. Checking in at the hotel they either scanned or
copied my passport. So this got me wondering when I was going to have
the secret police come knocking on my door and dragging me off for
interogation somewhere. I am happy to say it never happened, but it
was a constant thought!
Leaving Hong Kong
Its Sunday 8th April and I
have had a lot of hours to kill while waiting to catch my flight to
London at 11.30pm. I found out that there were no regular Church
services this morning in Hong Kong as it was General Conference video
weekend here, so I stayed in my hotel room until 2.00pm listening to
it online and snoozing here and there through it. I usually do that
anyway, but at least I had a comfy bed to lay on!
Hong Kong is all about service.
Everywhere you go there are people waiting to help you. I guess in
the most part they are paid to, and labour rates are low so
businesses can afford to have lots of people there waiting to help
customers.
I caught the free shuttle bus to
Kowloon Station this afternoon. There was a Chinese fellow from
Taiwan there who helped me get the right bus. At Kowloon Station
there is a check in for the airport, so you can check in there and
then spend time at the station.
On top of Kowloon station is a massive
shopping centre called Elements. It is divided in to areas, so
there's a wood area that has wood work featured, a water area with
water featured, and so on. I was probably going overboard when I said
it was massive, but it was big. But more than big, it was beautiful.
One area was all very expensive brand name shops. Cartier, Louis
Viton (spelling) etc.
Within this very expensive area there
were a number of shops selling watches. Very impressive Swiss made
(mostly) watches, very expensive! About 2 million HKD for some of
them, which equates to about $250,000 AUD, so pretty crazy really. I
guess you would want to have a bit of spare cash to buy one of them!
I have been to the public toilets twice
here today. Both of them had a uniformed attendent keeping the whole
area clean. In the one in the shopping centre the attendant had a
squeegee and he would squeegee off the water from the bench tops
after someone had splashed water around it. Needless to say
everything was spotless.
You walk in to almost any store and
sales people are falling all over themselves to get to you. It's like
that every where. Everyone wants to help.
Stand in one spot in the railway
station looking confused and before long someone will come up and
help you. That happened to me yesterday when I was not sure which
line I should catch a train on to get back to the hotel.
Last night after checking in at the BP
International for the second time, my keycard would not let me in the
door. Other hotel guests tried to help me, feeling sorry for this
poor old Aussie bloke I guess. I had to go back to ground floor
reception, but they just told me to go back up and wait for help.
Well, help came within a couple of minutes. There seems to be staff
on every level of the hotel most of the time. It makes you feel very
secure knowing that there is always someone around.
It was funny the previous night at the
Sen Mei hotel in Dongguan. It was early evening, maybe 7 or so, and
I was reading or watching TV or something I think. I could hear a
knocking sound and realized there was someone at the door. I didn't
get to the door quick enough and all of a sudden there was a hotel
staff person ( a bell boy – is that what we still call them?) in my
room with a little basket in hand that had my breakfast voucher in
it, with a couple of sweet biscuits wrapped in cellophane. He went as
quickly as he came in. I think he probably thought the room was empty
and got as big a shock as I did. I was glad I had not just got out of
the shower or something!
Anyway, back at Hong Kong International
Airport. This place definitely is massive! I just caught a train out
to my departure lounge! The train ride itself was unique to me.
Either the driver was at the back of the train, or there was no
driver, as we passengers had a drivers eye view of the track in front
of us. Not a great view mind you, as it was an underground train.
So I am now in the departure lounge and
I have found this area with the most comfortable lounges to rest in.
No hesitation on my part in getting on to one of them! Very relaxing!
Arriving in Munich
Not really too much to report about the flight from Hong Kong to Munich. It was long. I hardly slept at all. I watched a movie – Erin Brokovich. That was good actually. I like Julia Roberts and she was good in this movie.It's just on dawn at Munich Airport, which again is a huge airport. Pretty much everything is huge one you get outside Australia. I am at Gate H41 Terminal 2, waiting for my connecting flight to London. As its so early here there are very few people around. I am sitting on the floor near a power point charging up my laptop and mobile phone so I have some power to keep me going for the trip to London and then down to Surrey.
I bought a pair of Nakamichi Noise Isolating earphones in Hong Kong and they are really brilliant on a plane. I got ripped off in buying them. I always do my research online before I buy stuff these days, especially electronics. I bought these on the spur of the moment. But to be honest, I probably would not have bought them if I had not tried them and I could only try them in a store, so the store made some money. But if you are doing any flying, or working in a noisy environment, I can thoroughly recommend the Nakamichis.
Its hard to believe that there is no WiFi access here at Munich Airport. I was hoping to check emails and maybe see how the family are doing in Nauvoo, but no such luck really. Maybe their mobile phone networks are so good that they don't need WiFi?
Leaving Munich
It should have been easier than it was to leave Munich. We boarded on time, then we started leaving the terminal and the pilot noticed something wrong with the steering on the plane. We pulled back in to the terminal and the techs came and changed some part. So after a delay of maybe only 15-20 minutes we were off again.But we pulled out from the terminal again and the pilot noticed the same problem. It was then decided that they would put us on a new plane. So we had to sit and wait for maybe half an hour. I then saw a bus coming towards us, and that was the bus we got on to take us to a new plane.
I am now on the way to London. A flight attendant brought us all an arrival card for us to fill in. I was very well prepared for this, knowing that you always need to fill in an address for where you will be staying. Yesterday I went online and found the temple address (I am staying for a week in the Temple guesthouse) and typed it in to my phone in the calendar. So I get my phone out to look up the address and its gone! Panic! Search, no result. Its gone! I know I put it there! So I get out my laptop to see if there was a cached page. No luck there either. So its my own memory that I have to rely on now. I thought about writing it on a bit of paper and putting in with the rest of my documents. I should have done that. But I think I have reconstructed the address from my memory now. Lets just hope its good enough to get it past immigration. I really don't need another problem!
Murray, I loved your description of China! Wow, I felt like I was on the dirt road with you. Thank you for sharing the details of your experience. Makes me want to do it too. I look forward to hearing the rest of the story!
ReplyDeleteRest of the story - well it wasn't quite as exciting as China, except greeting my family at Heathrow Airport in London. That was exciting!
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