Hong Kong Cultural Centre.
It was still raining heavily since last night and I was limited to the five foot alleys of the hotel building. I invested in an  ‘overpriced’ umbrella and started walking aimlessly around the Tsim Sha Tsui neighbourhood. The tempting sight of the coffee house of the Peninsular Hotel which was visible from the road attracted me in having some coffee and snacks over there just to pass the time of day in this rainy weather.
Rain rain go away, Come again another day…
Tsim Sha Tsui district, Hong Kong on a rainy day.

Tsim Sha Tsui, Hong Kong, on a rainy day.
Tsim Sha Tsui, Hong Kong, on a rainy day.
Tsim Sha Tsui, Hong Kong, on a rainy day.
Entrance of The Peninsula Hotel,  Hong Kong.
The Foyer @ The Peninsula Hotel, Hong Kong.

Coffee Room @ ‘ The Peninsula Hotel ‘  Hong Kong.

 The  ‘Peninsula Hotel’,  Hong Kong.

The Peninsula Coffee @ The Peninsula Hotel, Hong Kong.
 The Peninsula Hotel,  Hong Kong.
Coffee at The Peninsula Hotel,  Hong Kong.

Coffee House @  The Peninsula Hotel,  Hong Kong.
Touted as the ‘Grande Dame of the Far East’, with the cheapest room at USD 400 a night, The Peninsula is Hong Kong’s oldest hotel. I enjoyed indulging myself by having coffee and a cheese cake at the Lobby restaurant in the Peninsula Hotel and started to imagine the hotel back then during the British colonial rule. The colonial VIPs sporting beards and groomed moustache in their ‘Monkey Jackets’, the servicemen in their medal laden ‘Mess Kits’ with bow ties, the pearl laden wives wearing long gloves and smoking cigarettes with the long filter and not forgetting the ‘ toast’ to their Majesties. The ama’s sitting at one corner looking after the kids and also the smart white tunic shirted local waiters with bows attending to the guests. It was the blend of the best of eastern and western hospitality of unmatched classical grandeur and timeless elegance. It’s a long gone era and only the walls of the hotel bear witness to those moments. The moment of truth for me  arrived when the bill which I requested was presented to me …. Ouch!..’It Hurts’…..An experience with a price…
Chungking Mansion building, Kowloon, Hong Kong.
Budget Hotels @ Chungking Mansions

Budget Hotels @ Chungking Mansions

Chungking Mansion building, Kowloon, Hong Kong.
Chungking Mansion building, Kowloon, Hong Kong.

Chungking Mansion building, Kowloon, Hong Kong.

Chungking Mansion building entrance, Kowloon, Hong Kong.

Chungking Mansion building entrance, Kowloon, Hong Kong.

Tea @ Chungking Mansion
The thought of continuing to have tea at the Peninsula Hotel was a NO NO agenda for the day and instead, I roamed around the Chungking Mansion. Originally a 17 floor  residential building, it is  now full of low budgeted hotels which I originally booked  for my stay in Hong Kong. But after reading about it on the internet and it looked more like a fire trap building I cancelled my bookings. The first two floors of this building are mainly halal food eating shops, foreign exchange booths, sundry and clothing stores. It is also a meeting place for Hong Kong minority ethnic groups i.e. Indians, Pakistanis, Nepalese and Africans. I had my meals here most of the time and bumping into Malaysian tourists who were having their meals there were common.
Hong Kong MRT station.

Hong Kong MRT train

Mong Kok night market.

Mong Kok night market.

Mong Kok night market.
Mong Kok night market.

Mong Kok night market.

Mong Kok night market.
The rain has stopped but it continued drizzling and the dark sky still loomed above. The planned ride to Kowloon Bay as I wanted to see the Old Kai Tak airport had to be cancelled. Took the MRT back to Mong Kok night market and it was full of small stalls selling cheap t-shirts, fridge magnets and even house hold wares. Buying things here one has to haggle with the really overpriced merchandise and bargaining has to start at 30% of the initial price. Bought a few t-shirts at a good price, not knowing later, just a few stalls away, I could have got a better price. Win some, lose some ……
Hong Kong Island @ night.
It was still drizzling and I took the train back to the harbour to watch the light show of Hong Kong Island . The overcast clouds that night disappointed a few thousand onlookers who waited patiently by the quay which included me. As it was my last night in Hong Kong I wandered around the area and had a few drinks at a nearby pub before retiring for the day. As some would say, ‘don’t complain’,  it could have been worse. Alhamdulillah (Praise be to Allah) for the wonderful moments in Hong Kong .

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