Sam kindly took us to the airport and after having her do a loop around the block in order to give her our house keys we were ready to go. Checked in, through security and then looking for something to eat. We asked a random staff member of one of the clothing stores where all the good had gone as the airport looked nothing like what we remembered with no food court. He said one of the retailers, Heimann, had forced Sydney airport to get rid of the food stores so they could have more floor space... So Sydney international airport has four places to eat at... What a joke. He knew it as well and said in a sarcastic tone 'welcome to Sydney international airport'. We ate from one of the remaining stores... McDonalds.
The traffic getting to the airport had been non-existent so we has a full three hours to burn, leaving at 10.20pm.
Arrived at 5am in HK, but trains and buses didn't start for another hour so passed out in a chair. Caught the bus to near Jackies uncles apartment which is where we were staying. Joe his wife and his daughters Joan and Joyce were very kindly hosting us, given how small apartments are in HK this was very kind of them. We even had a nice room to ourselves.
Joe came down to meet us after getting off the bus and then a quick breakfast followed by a 3 hr snooze. We had both managed to sleep on the flight for a fair while but were still feeling tired.
After our siesta we headed out for lunch at Cafe de Coral, then caught the train back out to the World Expo centre, which is out near the airport. Jackie had organised access to a fashion sourcing expo where she was hoping to find some Chinese manufacturers of clothing. We werent prepared for the size of the place, hundreds of Chinese manufacturers looking for buyers. Not sure if they could tell we had no idea what we were doing but she did get some names. Most places have minimum orders of 1000 units per fabric.. One lady wanted to organise for her boss to come meet Jackie in Australia; I think they might have a wrong of our business scale. So after spending a few hours there we caught the train back to Jackies aunties place for a quick haircut. The guy seemed to know what I was talking about when I asked for a number three on the sides, but ended up giving me the 'HK special' which was the cut being handed out to the locals; very short on the sides like a crew cut and then longer on top. Jackie also got a cut and then we headed back to Jackie's auntie and uncles place. They took us out for dinner and wrestled the bill out of my hands - very generous and welcoming people. We crashed pretty hard as we were exhausted and they heat was draining.
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