We went out for a traditional Chinese banquet to commemorate the end of our journey. There we encountered what would be the last of the incomprehensible Chinese bathroom signs.
Then, Jeff and I went back to the room and read a bit of Inkheart together; after he fell asleep I blogged a bit for later posting when I have web access. Lois & Marty and Ed & Abby’s family all went to pack. The Langellos didn’t even make dinner – they were squeezing out the last possible shopping opportunities.
Tom and Aaron took the Star Ferry to Kowloon in search of Latin music. They found the Havana Club ,where they had fat Cuban cigars, Cuba libres, and San Miguels to round out their excellent adventures. [I’d proposed a Star Ferry ride earlier, but both boys said they’d had plenty of boat rides, thank you very much. I slightly regret not having forced the issue – Aaron reports it was wonderful under the full moon.]
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