From a rainy day at Disneyland, we were met the next morning by a very skin-frying day. When I went out of the hotel and felt the dry wind, I immediately went back up and changed into the lightest shirt I have, I just knew that it would be a very hot day.
The Ocean Park is quite an interesting place. First of all, as what I’ve read, it’s partly owned by the Government. But what’s more baffling about the park is that it’s only open up to six in the evening. With its massive array of entertainment, shows, and rides, one whole day is definitely not enough to go around.
Tip: Study the map of Ocean Park and plot the attractions and rides you want to prioritize.
Also, this was our 3rd day in Hong Kong, and so far we’ve already have an average of 25,000 steps each day. We moved with a little bit of sore in our soles and backs.
There are a lot of rides at Ocean Park, but I was more interested in the animal and marine life that they kept there. And I wanted to swim freely with the seals, they looked so happy just swimming around, often entertaining guests.
A searing hot, clear, humid day is my kryptonite – I can’t function well, I’m irritated, I am very quick to lose my cool. And the day at the park is exactly the Kryptonite of the trip, everywhere we walked I looked for the shade, the umbrella I bought at Disneyland didn’t do much help.
To add to my already diminishing patience, we were met with at least a thousand of field trip goers from mainland China, sponsored by its government. I will try to express this with the best I could without being political.
Throughout the day at the Ocean Park, the tourists from mainland China would cut you in lines like they have a VIP pass, which they don’t. A lot of the tourists were quite disappointed with it, and so was our group, my friend tried to call them out but their initial response would be to smile as they didn’t speak english. All efforts are to no avail.
But the thing that struck me most was the condition they shed about mainland China. These were not kids who are often reckless at field trips, they were the elderly. They wore red tour caps as identifiers and shabby clothes, a distinct strong odor, a clear indication that they were not the most comfortable with life.
And I put myself in their shoes and I could not blame them anymore with their pestering around. Because in my opinion it might be the best thing that happened to them after years of toiling away with heavy work that gave meager salaries back in mainland. I watched them closely and everything in the park looked new to them, the structures I saw looked massive to them. It is perhaps a gift from their Government as their retirement. Every detail spoke of hardship that it made me guilty by just drinking my overpriced soda.
It wasn’t about nationalities, it was humanity, the deperate nature of humanity, that here we were, young and strong, being able to travel at our expense. And there they are, old and weak, enjoying something free. I couldn’t bare to look, but I had to.
Anyway, back to the trip. I did enjoy the aquariums. It did make Manila Ocean Park look inferior, although I think I we have a bigger main aquarium.
There was also a place where you can donate to their marine life conservation projects. I put in a small amount to the Shark Fin project, no to shark fin soups or any kind of shark fin food!
My favorite part of the park would have to be the Old Hong Kong district, bringing me back to pre-war Hong Kong. And the food was good too. It would have been nice to see all the lights of the district at night, but the park’s only open till 6PM, what a bummer.
Next on my blog, I’ll tell you guys about the places we went to during night time. Cheers!