It is Sunday morning in Hong Kong.  Yesterday we got started early and headed to the Hong Kong World Sevens Tournament. Pretty much what any sporting event is, with a large dose of Halloween/Bay to Breakers costuming.  Astronauts, Oktoberfest frauleins, Smurfs, Superpeople, etc etc etc.  There is a special section for all those people and we had regular tickets.  The World Sevens rugby is rather complicated but long story short there are seven guys on each team, seven minutes to a half and it all goes pretty quickly.  I brought my crossword puzzle book and my Nook reader because I expected to get bored pretty quickly, which I did.  It’s interesting, don’t get me wrong and I love the fact that it’s pretty much boys wrestling over a ball and tackling each other and wrestling some more, but after four hours I’d had enough.  When you’re into it, you can keep track of who’s winning and getting enough points to be in such and such a championship.   I also think like any sporting event it’s better on TV.  Can’t really tell what hunkaroos these guys are from up in the stands.

I was keeping track of NCAA March Madness on my phone, so I get it, I really do.  But by 2 p.m. and I knew it was going on til 7 p.m. and the sun had come down under the overhang and it was getting hot – I grabbed my stuff and found my way back to the hotel where I showered and rested until the others returned and we went for dinner.

Those who know me well know that, at a certain point, I need to be alone.  I hit that socializing wall and just can’t make one more sentence of small talk and feigned interest. So I sold my tickets for today’s marathon rugby session and here I am, catching up on m journaling.  A woman who lives here, Tess, gave me some suggestions of what to do and although I am not really into shopping I am going to one more market as she says there is art and more than just crap (although I’ll have to walk to more of that to find it) and I’d like to find something nice for the house.  Tomorrow is our last day and Al and I are going to take off alone to see the Big Buddha on Lantau Island (it’s not old but it’s supposedly impressive) and also I’d like to hit the Ten Thousand Buddhas which is supposedly more like 30,000 at this point and is kind of a quiet place to go, peacocks walking around and stuff.  I have to go up 431 stairs to get there but I’ve had a few days rest and they look like short steps.  Being by ourselves we will be able to make our own pace and at the top is purported to be yet another grand view of the area.

Well, my planned departure for my day was noon and it is not 11:20 so I’m lookin’ good.  More later….