I met Jez & Bec for breakfast in Causeway Bay at a local tea cafe, then we headed off through Wan Chai to get a feel for the vibe, beer & prositutes. Then it was off to Man Mo temple, lan kwai fong then over to kowloon and all the Indian guys trying to sell suits. Dinner – clay pot rice behind Times Square.
Ahh cake shops, brings back some memories.
memories of what Luke? did you spend your childhood in cake shops?
Yes. I was born in the buttered cream puff section, right next to the portugese egg tarts.
No actually, Bec and I visited many a cake shop in China, so many in fact that I probably brought ate my way to an early demise on our trip.
Yes, Miss Robertson likes her cakes