shops, shops, shops

There was simply not enough time to shop, and the fantastic thing was that Hong Kong have very late shopping hours. The markets, and some shops open til past midnight, though I was always battling with a throng of people to get to any of the decent stuff. As with any markets, you have to dig through a lot of crap to get to anything worthy of buying. We made the mistake of going shopping on the Saturday, when it seemed like the whole of Hong Kong had came out to join us and although it did not make optimal shopping conditions, I was determined to come away with at least some wares.

Serious shopper mode firmly on, I spent many hours trying to pick up pressies but my search was not that fruitful and I only managed to fill half of my 'To Buy' List. I did manage to pick up Lord of the G-Strings, which I thought was a hysterical title because Giles had sent me an email asking for something 'classy' from Hong Kong. Teehee, I guess he wouldnt be expecting this to arrive in the post.