I really should learn that telling the truth isn’t the most IMPORTANT thing… I mean… when you have a runny nose … you don’t NEED to tell the Hong Kong immigration. HK is freaking out about the Swine and on the health declaration forms I ticked the box saying that I had a runny nose… You know, you might as well tell them or they might snap you for something later. The runny nose was probably just residual liquid from crying at the airport yesterday. Anyways, so I the guys in masks look at my form and I’m escorted to get my temperature checked. Honestly, no biggie. And I got a free mask, which I would have worn around if it didn’t make my face feel hot.
I think I’m a bit of a fail at life and Genie was right when she said that she feels she needs to come with me cos she doesn’t think I’m capable of doing it myself. Already, I have managed to drop a bowl of two minute noodles on the head of an English traveller. This is what happens when you are too short to reach the overhead compartments. (I have no idea what the two minute noodles were doing in the overhead compartment.) The flight over was ok… the biggest bitch is that I have another flight of pretty much the same length… 
stink.
Due to the fact that I’m pretty much all alone on this three day journey I have started muttering to myself like a complete loon. This is not good. There was a girl on my flight who was travelling alone and was also confused about the whole get-my-bag-am-I-transit-or-not situation and I attempted to talk to her by asking her where she was going but only really ended up kinda freaking her out. I’ve seen her around the airport a couple of times. She probably thinks I’m stalking her, which is kind of half true. I have bought two things while I have been in HK airport and that is water and a sausage roll for breakfast. Yum. (The meat in the sausage roll was kind of weird and wasn’t nearly as greasy as a sausage roll should be.)
So Lud, Lis and Heino who saw me off at the airport realised that I really wouldn’t have anything to do for the many hours that I would be spending in HK and Munich. They made a list of stuff that I needed to find which was pretty fun… must get on to that… I’m pretty sure some of the things are going to be impossible. Then they set me another, MUCH MORE IMPOSSIBLE CHALLENGE. They bought me a NZ shirt and cap which I have to get a minimum of 62 people to wear. I have 3 people and one man made out of really expensive Johnny Walker and Belvedere bottles… This was all back in NZ before I boarded the plane which was soooo easy because 1. They speak English 2. There is no H1N1 freak-out 3. The people in NZ are uber nice. Let’s see how many ppl in HK I can get. My goal is 20.