My flight to Hong Kong was scheduled to depart at 11:55am from Sydney. so instead of staying home and packing and making sure I had a good night sleep, I decided to see Armin Van Buuren at the Metro and party till the early morn. I didn't get home till 5:30am and managed to slip in 3 terrible hours of sleep. When I woke up I felt quite horrible, my eyes were watering and my head hurt from the light but I have no regrets. It was an awesome night partying with my friends to really good music. I woke up kinda late but I managed to make my flight even though my dad decided to drive a different route to the airport that he had never taken before. Then he proceeded to blame me for going the wrong way because I didn't let him enter the address properly into the gps.
After I went through immigration I was standing in the boarding line and probably looked like a zombie with my head tilted all the way back or forward. I was lucky enough to have really nice passengers next to me which always makes the trip more enjoyable. They even offered me chips, omnomnom. I'm quite sure I fell asleep before the plane even took off then proceeded to watch 2 movies while in and out of sleep. Rise of the planet of the apes was alright,I think the movie definitely needed a sex scene. Hang Over Part II was....entertaining, to say the least. Jamie Chung... omnomnom. I tried to watch Senna but fell asleep 10 minutes in, which sucks cos I actually wanted to watch that.
They didn't suspect I was smuggling anything so immigration was breezy. Had dinner with my cousin, then had dinner with my uncle Edward. Once I walked into the restaurant he cracked open the 18 year Chivas that I had bought him in duty free. Why is everyone in HK such alcoholics? My first night and my liver is already getting a preview of the weeks to come. It feels really strange being back in HK but at the same time, like I had never left. I can't wait for all my friends to get here because I can already tell, shit gon' get CRAY!
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