My flight from Hong Kong touched down at 5.30 am (BST) on Monday morning. By 9.00 am, I was seated and (just about) in a right frame of mind for the Executive Board meeting of Oxford City Council. Devotion to duty, or sheer bloody madness? You decide.
For the record, the rest of the day was spent in a zombie-like state of semi-sleep. I am now human again.
I mentioned in my vlog (a real word now, apparently) posting below quite what an issue Hong Kong’s pollution has become. This fact was rammed home on Sunday afternoon, when I took the Star ferry across to Kowloon, and was able to observe for myself the skyline in which I’d been living for a week-end.
This is the picture perfect view of the harbour on a sunny day (via Google image search):
And this is the view I had on a sunny day (there were clear, blue skies directly overhead). And, let me assure you, the unclarity of the image is nothing to do with either my camera, nor the photographer:
Spot the difference?
1 comment:
Odd, that ... my parents have just gone to Hong Kong for their silver wedding. They told me it was a horrible journey and they spent a good couple of days in a "zombie-like state" too.
I had my worst ever flying experience last week, flying back to Berlin. The plane broke down on the tarmac, just before takeoff, and we had a 5-hour delay whilst they fixed the engine.
All I can say is thank heavens if broke down when it did, and not five minutes later!
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