Arrived in Hong Kong
The air-conditioned airport and swift airport train and clean air-conditioned central station hide for almost an hour what Hong Kong really is - a giant glass-house with over 30 degrees and 90% humidity.
Under a sky white like milky glass you start to think of fresh air as kind of luxury. It all sounded like an exotic weather forecast before, but you never know until you go.
And there is this specific smell in the air, like one of mold in the hot wet undergrounds of some buildings. Or maybe it’s smog?
My hostel exceeded the expectations i.e. they knew about Internet reservation and there was no problem to get a room and the room is more or less ok to sleep (but nothing else, so small).
Turned out a sleeping bag was no dead weight after all, for the sheets are hardly clean. But heavy trekking shoes are so far a joke in these conditions.
I need to meet Sherly today and then probably take a train to mainland tomorrow.
To think of Warsaw air to have nearly mountain quality and of my apartment as a luxiorously big space, not bad for one day.
