It’s an old joke that’s become a reality. Every day we get a nice cool air-con taxi home from our various daily hot and sweaty wanderings
Macau to get our passports re stamped and work visas activated
HK Island to visit the Apple store (same the world over, just with more genius’s at the Genius Bar)
Kowloon Bay in an attempt to eat the best Peking Duck in HK with Archie godfather Robbie on his way to Melbourne (fantastic, melt in the mouth, largest medium duck I have ever seen, carved at your table, served four plus plenty to take away for £18)
And many many outings to the park, beach & ice cream kiosk with the kids.
And it makes me chuckle every time as we say with a slight Chinese accent (to makes ourselves understood) Harrow taxi driver. Brilliant.
School site shown here, up in the mountains behind behind the Gold Coast beach, piazza and Marina.