On the road again
It looks like I'm going to be back travelling in a few weeks time but as I really do love being on the road I'm not sure if I'm pleased or not that it'll only be for a couple of weeks before I'm back in HK starting a new job.
Yes, I've convinced some other unsuspecting fool that I'm worthy of employment. But now I have the fun part, spending hour upon hour queuing up to get into a longer queue to be referred to yet more queues at the immigration office, woohoo!
However there is a pay off, after hours of queue based fun this morning I discovered it's going to take something like forever for HKSAR to accept or decline my visa transfer so… I’m planning to grab the opportunity of adding to my 14 days annual leave and to head up into China and explore for a couple of weeks once current job finishes.
But that's not happened yet, what really needs telling is that I've just come back from a weekend in China. This could be described as a trial run for a bigger trip but in actual fact that would be a lie, it was really all about sport and alcohol.
A crowd of us headed over the boarder and after the fun of mainland immigration bureaucracy (amazingly even more fastidious than HK's) we proceeded to lose about 8.5 balls per shot on a lovely course that appeared to have been planned to match the worlds land-mass to water ratio. Seriously, if we weren't sending our caddies into lakes to retrieve balls they were raking up the mountains of sand we'd shovelled around the vast bunkers. Did you notice that, yes, we had caddies. And we had buggies. Class.
Those of us that played (rather than fairly tempting lazing round the pool with G&Ts option) had 36 holes over two days of great golf Saturday night was filled with beer and merriment. Bev and I even joined the Philippino band and treated the resort restaurant to a rather fine karaoke rendition of John Denver's Leaving On A Jet Plane. I think everyone was impressed!
And the golf competition itself, as it's always a competition... I have to say that on a challenging course the other three members of the four-ball played some wonderful golf. I really had to be at my exceptional best to woop every one of them. That's right I finish the weekend as the crowned champion of China and I have to say, modest as I always like to be... WINNER!
Oh yes, and while on the coach both there and back we spotted random naked blokes strolling along the motorway, got to love China!
Until the next time,
Jonathan.
Yes, I've convinced some other unsuspecting fool that I'm worthy of employment. But now I have the fun part, spending hour upon hour queuing up to get into a longer queue to be referred to yet more queues at the immigration office, woohoo!
However there is a pay off, after hours of queue based fun this morning I discovered it's going to take something like forever for HKSAR to accept or decline my visa transfer so… I’m planning to grab the opportunity of adding to my 14 days annual leave and to head up into China and explore for a couple of weeks once current job finishes.
But that's not happened yet, what really needs telling is that I've just come back from a weekend in China. This could be described as a trial run for a bigger trip but in actual fact that would be a lie, it was really all about sport and alcohol.
A crowd of us headed over the boarder and after the fun of mainland immigration bureaucracy (amazingly even more fastidious than HK's) we proceeded to lose about 8.5 balls per shot on a lovely course that appeared to have been planned to match the worlds land-mass to water ratio. Seriously, if we weren't sending our caddies into lakes to retrieve balls they were raking up the mountains of sand we'd shovelled around the vast bunkers. Did you notice that, yes, we had caddies. And we had buggies. Class.
Those of us that played (rather than fairly tempting lazing round the pool with G&Ts option) had 36 holes over two days of great golf Saturday night was filled with beer and merriment. Bev and I even joined the Philippino band and treated the resort restaurant to a rather fine karaoke rendition of John Denver's Leaving On A Jet Plane. I think everyone was impressed!
And the golf competition itself, as it's always a competition... I have to say that on a challenging course the other three members of the four-ball played some wonderful golf. I really had to be at my exceptional best to woop every one of them. That's right I finish the weekend as the crowned champion of China and I have to say, modest as I always like to be... WINNER!
Oh yes, and while on the coach both there and back we spotted random naked blokes strolling along the motorway, got to love China!
Until the next time,
Jonathan.
posted by JP at 9:30 pm
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