Stanley, how I love thee, let me count the ways…

Ahhh, Stanley. After a quick breakfast we were out the door and on our way to Stanley. This is a small former fishing village on the south shore of the island. You get there by double decker bus and the view when you are sitting on top is amazing. The road out to Stanley is very windy and at times it looks like you are going to drop right off the edge of the road into the ocean below.

It has become a Mecca for the shoppers here in Hong Kong. It is a small area cramped with tiny little stores that sell everything from sunglasses, to carvings, to clothes, to flowers, every kind of souvenir you can think of. PLUS it has some great restaurants that overlook the ocean. We did a bit of window-shopping before stopping for lunch. Tess and I were in heaven as we had Indian food (some great curry and tandoori chicken), Dad played it safe with a tuna sandwich.

Then the shopping frenzy began, it was slow at first and then worked its way up to a frenzied pace as it gets so busy there. We did our best , shopping until we had no sensation left in our hands due to the lack of circulation. I call this syndrome the "shoppers syndrome" ... it is caused by carrying too many bags all at once while your hands and arms suffer due to lack of blood. Its all a matter of priority of course.

After all that shopping we had a nice quiet evening.