Hello all!  Excuse my absence.  Thankfully there is a more type-orientated way of communicating because right now my voice resembles that of Scooby, or at least some kind of grumbly dog.

So yep, I’m back from Hong Kong and don’t I know it?  I did have a mini-diary, which I kept updated throughout the holiday but it seems to have gone walkies, ha.

Since my last visit, 3 years ago, I had forgotten how hectic the driving was in Hong Kong.  Overtaking, undertaking at speed.  Taking on oncoming traffic when exiting roundabout.

One particular day could have ended in a tragedy though.  My family and I were taking a taxi back to our flat.  Like any other taxi driver, this taxi was switching lanes frequently – overtaking the light buses and other bigger vehicles.  However, after the traffic light turned green he drove, went to switch to the left lane.  Only, there was another taxi already in the left lane, who had to stop abruptly, as our taxi driver seemed clueless as to what was happening.  On my brother’s side we literally saw the front corner of the other taxi.  We (the family) were horrified, we came within inches of a serious accident.  My mum even told the guy that he almost hit a car.  It went a little something like this:

Family: *Eyes wide opened*.  Some panic noises.

Mum: You almost hit another car!

Taxi guy: *Calm, not knowing something serious could have happened* No, I didn’t.  There was no one behind.

Me: Oh yeah, then what is that vehicle right behind you?

Mum: Yes you did!  You almost hit a green taxi.

Taxi guy: *Still clueless* There wasn’t a green car behind.

Me: *turns to sister* He didn’t even do his mirror checks.

Sister: I know.

Taxi guys chuckles and rambles on about it being clear but Mum telling him otherwise.  I turn to my brother and he’s raised his eyebrows.

Family: Idiot!

All four of us can drive, and automatically do the checks even if we are not the destination driver.  For the taxi guy to not even notice a green taxi on the other lane, and brush away our “paranoia” is more than worrying.

Aside from that “mishap” I forgot just how convenient Hong Kong transportation was.  Oh, and I witnessed my first female taxi driver.  I have never even seen one on my previous visits back to Hong Kong.

In the words of the Terminator (is it?  Don’t watch a lot of films):  I’ll be back.