I HATE JAL (the ultra short version)

do you know what you get for wanting to take a short trip to hong kong? you get a plane blown up on a Narita runway so you can't go anywhere. the tragedy killed two people and blew up thousands of dollars worth of stuff and it's terrible but that's not the fucked up part. the part where you get tossed from one counter to another for 4 hours only to find out that JAL refuses to book you on another flight or refund your money is the fucked up part. the fact that they only have TWO assholes at the ticketing counter to service 300 people is also fucked up.

after ranting, raving, and screaming at people for a few hours, my TMJ was back and i got back on a train to the city. determined to go tear someone a new asshole, i seethed in the train until i finally got a call saying they could get me on a flight out of haneda at 8:30 that night. so the train and i spent the whole day and close to fifty bucks getting to and from 2 airports. once we were at haneda, we had to go to the "international terminal" which looked smaller than the set of Wings, and encountered another giant cluster fuck. i swear i will never get my jaw back to the normal setting. . . . .

that's us in the red. flight delayed INDEFINITELY (9:00 am or so):


the train, sore from the previous day's marathon, started getting glassy eyed waiting for the plane (8:00 pm):


but we finally got to HK and although an entire day was wasted, we had a day and a quarter left to do stuff. and now, a few shots of the city i have grown to love . . . .

i LOVE that no one as a problem with the cat sitting on top of things we eat:


bezoar anyone?


jackie chan sells anti dandruff shampoo:


no explanation necessary:


rubber squidgey friends:


a canopy of mobiles:


this reminded me of the men who play and bet on chess in washington square in NY. even on the otherside of the world, people are not so different:


and you thought your garage had a lot of shit in it:


let's hope there's not a real dude inside there:


the best present indeed:



braving the tram with two of my best buddies:


the roots hanging off of the trees: