After the high stakes action ($10 minimums on craps), the attention garnered by our gaudy but sweet clothes, and losing enough money to support a Vietnamese family for a year, it was back to Hong Kong. The weather was pretty dismal, but I figured we would all catch some rest on the ride back. Unfortunately the repetitive rise and fall of the 60 mph boat riding choppy waves put me on the verge of vomiting every time I blinked, haha. It was a rough ride for all of us, but we all held on to our lunches. Thankfully Mrs. Green didn't make us drink on the ride back. So merciful!
After a satisfying nap, we went back on the town in search of food and fun. We wound up finding an amazing Peking Chinese restaurant called American Restaurant (so named to attract customers, supposedly. It worked) This turned out to be one of the best culinary finds of the trip. We had shrimp fried rice, lemon chicken, pork omelette, and the best of all, Barbecued Peking Duck. I argued Mark that the food rivaled Moy Goy (awesome Chinese food in La Grange), but he maintains his allegiance to the hole in the wall in La Grange with outdated Health Code Certificates. Either way, the duck, carved table-side, was amazing. Tender, juicy, marbled. Every bite exploded with flavor, thanks in large part to the skin and fat that accompanied each piece. So good that Mark and I would go back on our last night of the trip to split a fried rice and another Duck. Mrs. Green had a real life experience with the language barrier when she tried asking our waiter for an after dinner mint. He looked at her like she was crazy and walked away.
After dinner, we took a quick picture in front of the "Crazy Horse" Bar, Mrs. Green's favorite dance club in Hong Kong, and the boys hit the town in Wan Chai.
Wan Chai was characterized by everybody we talked to as one of the cool places to go out in Hong Kong. Apparently we only consulted high schoolers, hard-rockers, and people interested in being grabbed by philippino women to come into "bars". Again, a strange place, but very fun. We started off at a bar that the local high school rugby team took over. Cliques were pretty apparent. You could actually see a couple of the kids begging to hit puberty. Smirnoff Ices were the drink of choice in this crowd. Next bar...
Rock School. I agree with the reviewer in the link, except for that this place was extremely irrational and we kicked ass. Hard. Joe was feeling the music, getting in with the headbangers. I got the rush of a lifetime when the guitarist came into the crowd and I mirrored his guitar licks with an equally tasty air guitar. We jammed for a good 20 seconds and Mark caught some of it on video, hopefully I'll be able to post it soon. After a while, we ventured upstairs to another bar and tore up the dance floor. 2 Asian girls sang Western hits from Lady Gaga and Pink, but the highlight was hearing Beyonce's "Single Ladies". Or, in Asia, "Singer Radies". It was pretty sweet. From there, we tried a few other bars; Joe ended up with a 1600 HKD bar tab at one, so it must have been good! It was Kevin's last night of the trip, so he bought a big box of Koala Yummies and Chinese candy and we headed back to the hotel sometime in the morning hours.
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