Bob and I spent Chinese New Year's Eve at a dinner with Helena Lee, the woman who brokered our apartment deal for us. Born in Hong Kong, with a career in both hospitality and property development and management on four continents -- she worked in Hawaii, South Africa and now splits her time between London and Hong Kong -- Helena has been quite wonderful, showing me the ropes of the city, where to go, what to avoid and how to explore the city without falling into too many tourist traps.
Helena invited us to join she and her god son, Nick and his girlfriend, Fleur, both from Brisbane, Australia, for a traditional Chinese New Year dinner, a seven-course meal which included Drunken Chicken (the bird is poached in a garlic, ginger and Chinese rice wine sauce), roast duck, a wonderful spicy minced pork that you wrap in fresh, crispy lettuce leaves, prawns and scrambled eggs, pork friend rice and chicken and corn soup garnished with freshly chopped cilantro and scallions. We enjoyed the meal with a couple of bottles of Gewurztraminer and a Malbec. The company was great and the food incredible.
2010 is the Year of the Tiger and the red and gold banners, flags and ornaments with tiger designs are seen all over the city:
New Years here is a time for family. On Saturday afternoon, Bob and I had gone to Causeway Bay to get some more kitchen and bathroom items at the IKEA. Located about a block from Victoria Park, we forgot about the Chinese New Year fair and we emerged from the MTR to thousands of people milling about. It was insane. A walk that would normally take five minutes was easily 15 to 20.
The kids are the real winners during the Spring Festival. They pretty much get money in little red envelopes or hongbao, on new year's day. However, the gift becomes ya sui qian, a bribe used to keep the evil spirit of Sui away from making a child sick. You can read more about that
here.
Now, prior to new year's day, people have been cleaning out their homes for about two weeks; getting rid of all the bad stuff from the previous year and getting ready to welcome in the new one. It's a time for shopping for new clothes and what's wonderful is to see how in a city so influenced by Western style and culture, children walking around in the traditional jackets and pants. I was able to get this pic as Bob and I were getting the ferry today from Hong Kong over to Tsim Sha Tsui on the Kowloon-side of the city:
I know, I know, he blinked! But we were running to catch the boat and his Mom was just so proud when I asked to take their pic. Cute kids!
We headed over to Tsim Sha Tsui for the New Year's Day night parade. We took the Star Ferry. It's like HK$3.00 and takes about 10 minutes to cross the bay.
I managed to finally get a nice pic of Bob at the end of the ferry boat pier:
When we got to the other side, the waterfront was all geared up for the evening's parade:
And you know what they say: Nothing says Happy New Year and good fortune better than a giant-sized, plastic candied Lotus Root:
Even the maître d’ at Chinese Kitchen on Canton Road got in on the act:
OK, we have to admit, the parade was a bit of a letdown. It began with dragon dancers, but then it was followed by a lot of local kids dance troupes, which were cute, but not really what we expected. The San Diego Chargers cheerleaders were there, too.
(FULL DISCLOSURE: I'm not a fan of parades in general. I think it has something to do with the fact that for a few years I lived two blocks from the route of the Rose Parade in Pasadena, California and all the tourists taking up parking and screwing up the traffic jaundiced my view of all parades, Macy's Thanksgiving included ... )
And then my crappy HP digital camera started to give out. These are the best shots I got:
Here's one more pic especially for Bob's grandson, Nate. He wanted to see the fabled escalator. Here ya go, Nate!