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We met Josh
and Marie, Bex and Nick, and Neil and Wendy in Hong Kong for some
Far Eastern Reunion. We were there for a long weekend, but in
fact it just felt like one long night spent on an intra-venus drip
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We arrived
1am on Friday, 18th November, my birthday, we started as we meant
to go on, happy to comply with the sleeping hours of those jet-lagged.
Bex and I just couldn't keep our hands off each other, in a purely
platonic way! |
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After a very beautiful
and sophisticated dinner at 'The Lookout' restaurant, we strolled
through Hong Kong back to our hotel.
Following our siesta we headed to Umla, a bar Wayne and I had
been to 10 months earlier. Everything was going really well,
until we hit the shots and whilst the boys were away Bex and I
bagged ourselves a coupls of Rahs (right), nice boys, but they
moved on after giving me the bumps, so we headed back to the hotel....
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On our way
Nick and I commited to my annual moonie (roll over the left
picture for more details) and we found some Christmas decorations
we were prepared to recycle a couple of months too early. |
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Next day
we tried to do something cultural, unfortunately I made myself tour
group leader, probably owing to wearing too much blusher, and managed
to take us to the wrong island, where we met a lot of dogs, one of
which resembled Dolly Parton. |
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Our last
night was a 'boys night' or 'girls night', gender depending.
If you know Hong Kong, it's pretty small and there was no way we weren't
going to bump into each other. Well we did pretty well, the
boys went to a James Bond bar, where the bar staff might have been
as old as Sean Connery (bottom left: spot the nipples, if
you dare).
We headed home in daylight, the end to an excellent weekend, just
one more thing to be done, terrorise early morning hotel patrons in
the restaurant. |
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