I have been on the road and hors de combat. The wireless at my son Julian’s in West Palm Beach works a treat so Yankeewombat is back. First stop was Hong Kong. Here is a brief impression:
Hong Kong, which is now part of the People’s Republic of China, is much more like New York with that settled commercialism which would be familiar to a 17th century resident of Rotterdam. Other than the account of my adventure at the Golden Center computer emporium that I launched from the free wireless connection at Hong Kong airport, not much of interest happened except for a $20 plate of fried rice at the hotel serenaded by a chubby guitarist in a good suit singing soft sixties songs. Fortunately there was McDonald’s across the street. Then on the way back to the airport I saw a well groomed woman in an upscale neighborhood carrying a baby in a pink satin jump suit complete with hood. As she came by the bus I could see under the little hood and it was not a baby at all but a little dog with longish brown hair.