Hong Kong 1991 en Route to Australia
- A tour of skyscraper laden Central and the view across Victoria Harbour
- The Star Ferry for a sea-level view of the harbour and scrapers
- The mass transit railway (MTR) out to the new territories is crammed and the occupants stare silently. The carriages roll through endless grey high-rises and halt at a string of stations with names to match – Mong-Kok, Sha-Tin. Out towards Fan-Ling (and ultimately China proper) urbanisation give way to muddy duck farms. Too many jostling people and the crowds increase as the day wears on. I have Heard Hong Kong described as east meets west, but it's decidedly more east than west. And it’s very aggressive. Old Chinese ladies seem to take a delight in barging you deliberately out of the way. One sticks her tongue out at me because I am in her way when she is pushing a cart.