On Saturday last week we were at Brunei airport with my parents. We decided to take them to Hong Kong and spend a night there with them. I wasn't sure if I would get to go with them as we didn't have Luca's passport until two days before but the very efficient Japanese embassy issued his just in time for us :)
Our plan was to stay in a nice hotel and travel into the city in the evening to get on
the peak tram to the top of Victoria Peak to see the night lights and enjoy some Chinese dinner together and lots of shopping the next day.
Got to the hotel and enjoyed afternoon tea.
Oliver was so thrilled to see cars, buses, trains, planes, cable cars and boats all from this window!
Well it didn't really go as we planned. When we checked in to the hotel the weather was marginal and by the time we packed our bags and got on the train into the city it started to rain. We should have changed our plan then but we were determined that the weather will get
better - well it certainly didn't...
Instead we got stuck in the long long queue in the drizzle and muggyness of HK weather and when we got onto the tram it was too dark to enjoy the view going up. If the weather was good this is what our tram ride should look like:

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Photo borrowed from http://www.justtheticket.co.uk)
By the time we got to the top of The Peak all of us were so tired and the boys were ready to go home :( and extreme fog and mist came in. I couldn't even see a 1 meter away from me! We felt so bad to dragging the little and old (my parents).
The only photo I took on that night was this: from the
bottom of the hill -Hong Kong's night lights (can you see the fog?).
We were all tired but got up early enough to enjoy our last breakfast together at the hotel. When we finished our breakfast it was still 9, so we thought we would check out the little park/playground beside the hotel before dragging the kids into the shopping mall. We wondered around for a bit and headed back to the room but Matthew and Oliver decided to stay a wee bit longer... then a
terrible accident happened. Oliver tripped over and cut his eyebrow quite deep and wide. An ambulance took us into the government hospital and we were told he needed
stitches!! Poor little Oliver was so brave but hurt and confused... we waited a long 4 hours in the freezing waiting room. And poor my parents were stuck in the hotel with little Luca, waiting for us.
Because we spent so long in the hospital, my parents missed out on shopping and we missed our flight back to Brunei (sigh). When we saw them off at the airport all of us were just exhausted (
They got back to Japan ok tho).
It was supposed be one of the fun weekends we will remember forever but turned out to be a terrible experience for all of us :(
At least Oliver was cheerful by the time we checked out of the hotel the next day - our precious brave boy!