Oh my god, we're in Hong Kong

We're safely in Hong Kong so it's all cool. It's 8pm local time and I'm feeling totally jet lagged and confused after not sleeping at all on the flight. (It was cool though, I watched "Priscilla, Queen of the Desert" to get me excited about Australia and it totally worked...though it also made me regret that I will not be travelling with drag queens or Guy Pearce). We're trying to stay awake until a reasonable bedtime and beat the jet lag, so we're just wandering round a bit dazedly and feeling confused.

People kept telling me that you can't predict what will happen when you're travelling, and that your plans will get messed up and you have to just relax and go along with it. Well, for our first night in Hong Kong we DID have a plan. We knew where we were going on the bus, which hostel we were going to and which giant Buddha-statue we were going to see. We got out of the airport and were doing so well, succeeded in finding the first bus to Tung Chung, all so successful. After lots of wandering around we located the next bus stop, only to find a sign pinned to it saying that the road was closed and so...no buses. Damn.

We actually managed not to collapse in tears, and after loads more wandering around we got organised by an amazingly friendly woman who just chose us a place to go, took us to the metro, helped us buy tickets and saw us onto the train, it was wonderful...it's such a cliche that people outside of the UK are more friendly but they really truly are! We've only been here a few hours and we've had so much help!

Now we're in Kowloon (plan B) and have found ourselves a room in a hostel inside an enormous complex. Admittedly the room has no windows but it's totally clean and it's just so nice to be able to put the bags down.

It's all warm and humid and Hong Kong looks exactly like it does in pictures. There's just so many people.