What's up Winnie The Pooh lovers (I'm allowed to say that because I never technically stepped foor in Xi Jinping's wonderful country, glory to the People's Republic of China). Weclome back to another Blog Post
I hope you have
tea or
coffee otherwise STOP READING and go make some
RIGHT NOW or I'll shut down your internet permanently.
I hope you're ready for a very HOT AND SWEATY update because
oh my god Hong Kong is freaking EXCRUTIATINGLY hot. That was the main thing I noticed when I stepped off the plane, the second being that
english is also very common there and I felt mega blessed to be able to find my way around the airport with basically zero difficulty :D I really liked one part of the airport because you had to take this

super long underground tram and it felt like the opening sequence of
Half Life with the very brutalist Bare Concrete Walls we were driving past.
ANYWAYS the next biggest hurdle to my cool time in Hong Kong was trying to find my hostel. This is where my expectations really started to wane on Hong Kong as a whole. Spoiler alert, my trip was not as
awesome as I would have liked, my opinion on Hong Kong is well and truly Neutral right now for many a reason I will soon get into. Firstly and foremostly sorry, my hostel. So I take the big double decker bus
from the airport which was pretty cool and get dropped off in the Tsim Sha Tsui neighborhood. Now, some of you may know already where this is going, but luckily, no I did NOT stay in Chungking Mansion, that
was a
MASSIVE weight off my shoulders once I realized it. I ended up needing to find
Mirador mansion, which was just next to it. My hostel was called Kung Fu hostel, and at the time I booked
it I thought it was just a silly name becasue oh haha China, Kung Fu, Bruce Lee heeheehee, but no, I walked up 4 flights of stairs, past a bunch of random shops and people's homes and presumably businesses, and
rolled up to an
actual Kung Fu studio at like 1AM, and there was a homie at the front desk waiting to check in the late guests. He then led me up ANOTHER flight of stairs to the ACTUAL hostel where
I was sleeping. What a wild ride that was for me I'm not gonna lie, I was starving and dead tired and wanted to sleep so bad, and this was not an excellent start to my trip. The kicker here is that when I
finally managed to try to sleep, the bed was so small. So very very small. Even laying down horizontally I could not fit. My oh my I was not a happy camper that night.