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Willy Wonka's Upgraded Chocolate Factory

The most important thing I did yesterday was pick up the original documents I need for my Hong Kong ID card for my appointment on Monday. I met up with Carman for lunch and she showed me around her University. I took a funny picture of the registration lineup beside a "Toilet" sign.

Back to Pacific Place, so far my favourite environment because it reminds me of Canada. There are a lot of foreigners here, and the girls dress nicer in my opinion. We ended up a bit late for the movie but actually in Hong Kong it is completely okay. The seats are reserved before hand, like a concert, so even if you are late the day of the movie you still have your choosen seats.

The theatre was pretty good, I didn't find the sound as good as Silver City in Toronto but the seats were more comfortable. Tim Burton's remake on the classic Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory was amusing and entertaining. There is something a little distracting though about all the new effects; it just doesn't seem the same as the old classic. The upgraded oompa-loompa songs were a little strange to get use to and Johnny Depp's eerie likeness to Michael Jackson was a bit unnerving. I wonder if the sarcasm is lost on the younger generation. Overall I think this is a good renter.

On our way back to Wan Chai we heard music drifting through the streets. There were lights and people dressed formally surrounding the DKNY store near Three Pacific Place. It peaked our curiousity so we wandered over to check it out. Apparently they were hosting a fashion show inside, for VIPs only. There were a few pretty ladies around so I lingered a bit and then we went to find something to eat.

My first time having hotpot in Hong Kong. It was pretty good I must say, the place was quite nice (Lee Garden hot pot I think the name was out in Wan Chai). We spotted a person whom we kept trying to guess if s/he was a guy or a girl. We were split 50/50 for a while and Ada went over to do some investigating. She walked by the table and heard the person speak and determined it really was a girl. I started to laugh, for the last two days I mentioned a blog entry that Karen posted in which she mentions the guy-girl game. Hong Kong certainly has a lot of guys that look like girls and girls that look like guys. I often find myself asking in the clothing stores if these clothes are for guys or for girls. Pink is okay on guys, but after Hong Kong ... I'm really starting to hate pink on guys.

posted by Tempest7 @ 12:58