So the Chinese new year festivities continue, and everyone gets the week off. Although our friends had scared us into thinking that Hong Kong would become a ghost town, and that we should stock up on milk, water, spare batteries and duct tape, it turns out that things aren't that dire. Stores remain open (and crowded), the public transportation system continues to hum along, and the only difference that we can tell is that you get elbowed in the gut only half as much as normal when you try to squeeze yourself out of a subway car.
The big event today was the fireworks show over Hong Kong harbour, so as duty-bound tourists, Saeeda and I headed down to the water to watch the spectacle. I've attached a picture below.
Isn't that a great picture? Yeah, exactly. For one, it was foggy. Second, it was drizzling. Third, the wind was blowing straight for us, which meant that the smoke from the fireworks hit us directly in the face.
All in all, it made for the sorriest fireworks display I'd ever seen. Mother Nature just didn't feel like cooperating.
Isn't that a great picture? Yeah, exactly. For one, it was foggy. Second, it was drizzling. Third, the wind was blowing straight for us, which meant that the smoke from the fireworks hit us directly in the face. 
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