First day out

In spite of an attempt to leave from the wrong terminal at Heathrow, these seasoned travellers made it safely out to Hong Kong. It has lived up to all the gasped expletives in terms of spectacular quayside views and inventive light shows.

We've gorged on fresh and succulent Chinese meals - even dumplings (in spite of major overdose in error back in Beijing). Culture sqeezed a look in at the beautiful Art Museum in Kowloon. The contents are glorious examples of Chinese art and craftsmanship, though we skipped their much vaunted 'Treasures of the British Museum'. This was a great building internally but has dumped itself slap bang to spoil the magnificent view once held by the Peninsular Hotel. English tea there had best-ever (lightest) sandwiches and a fine classical trio playing above the palm court lobby. Though it lowered the tone by requiring us to queue for it ignomineously. I suppose if we'd arrived in one of its private helicopters from the airport (750 pounds per hour) this might have avoided the wait (but we didn't).