Traveling Pod #8: Esther Inspiration, Chinese Food, CBD, Mid-Level Escalators & The End + YouTube Video

Here I was before my travel vlog sitting in my hotel when I met a girl named Esther.  Esther is a teacher who wants to become so many other things, and hearing what she had gone through was utterly heart-breaking.  From physical abuse, to verbal abuse at a French school.  So many different things have happened in her life for years — and most of them bad.  However, the brilliance of this young individual and the ability to still be grateful — is amazing.  In the wake of so much that has happened in my life, and not trying to compare my life with hers, but how could I complain about the things I’ve been through when others are enduring in so much more pain and anguish.

When the evening rolled around, I met up with her and we had an absolute blast.  I had my first Hong Kong dish, and it was pretty good (although I prefer spicy because I just love Thai food so much now).  I noticed that the way people talk to each other is amazing. LOL! They scream and look angry all the time.  Well, not scream…those are the native Chinese, but even hearing some of Esther’s stories about the dispute because the two countries, was saddening. The way Chinese people are treated here is deplorable; and the way Hong Kong people are treated in China is worse.  Why can’t we just get along?!

After the restaurant, something caught my attention while walking.  There was this open area situated between gorgeous buildings, so I pointed to that area before walking there.  There it was!

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Here I stood in awe.  It felt like Sydney, Australia all over again, but with an insane amount of humidity.  This vibe and the energy that was in this square was something I’ve never felt before; and at the moment, I said, “oh boy, I hope Hong Kong isn’t growing on me!” Ha!

Mid-Town Escalators

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I’ve always wanted to see these things.  Because Hong Kong is a vertical city in its own right, they make it easier for people to get up hills (rather than going up the traditionally and stupendously hard way) by building escalators all around the Mid-Level area.  These escalators were rows of three, and apparently there are much more stretching all around the city.

Colonial Square

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Now, you guys already know how I’m not so particularly fond with the British (mainly because they’re deemed as gods in Asia for whatever reason), but this colonial (what looks like French to me) square at the top of the escalators, was amazing.  Groups of three sitting down and laughing, people doing their hair, taking pictures, and of course, it’s never a square without seeing a foreigner with his two children, frowned out of this world and angry….sitting down. LOL!

In that moment, everyone was enjoying but he wasn’t.  People simply miss out on life so much and it’s a damn shame.

We walked through some of buildings and found a quaint cafe situated just on the left side of where the picture was taken.  Filipino girl with top-notch service got us some drinks, and then I saw a guy who looked like an islander.  After having an amazing conversation, I wanted to ask him if he was Samoan.  First, I asked him where he was from.  He said the Philippines.  I said, “hmmm, big and with that hair?” He then went onto say, without me even asking him, “my father is half-Samoan.”

BOOM! I win!

All in all, I was walking home and captured one final photo before doing a podcast interview with an ecommerce entrepreneur.  That was the end of Day 2. Day 3 was just a relaxation day + the harbor.  The trip is officially over, unfortunately. So many more to come though!

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