The flight to Hong Kong was decent. Long. My back is not in good shape for such flights, but you know that someone is thinking of you when you hear your name come over the intercom midflight and the attendants ask for you to identify yourself. I did. Turns out that they had spoken to our Air Canada connection in the family and she told them I was coming. They were very nice and tried to make my stay as comfortable as possible.
Getting into Hong Kong was easy. Evidently Canada and the USA have stricter immigration policies than Hong Kong.
17 Hours in the Airport is a long time, but longer if you are on the wrong side of security. We were on the outside side and there was only tile floor and very few seats. We found some food at Popeye's and then took some seats to be our home for the night.
A few of us slept on the seats and a few more slept on the floor. I managed to fall asleep and might have stayed that way if I were not woken up by some Chinese people yelling at me. I think they were yelling but it was hard to tell given the hour and my asleepnessness. They were window cleaners, and I was sleeping near the window. To get their scaffold-on-wheels to where it needed to be those of us sleeping on the floor had to go. 1:00 am Hong Kong time.
After that I found some chairs and was able to sleep on and off until morning.
Note: Image courtesy of Trevor. Also... you can just see me under the Tilley on the left.
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