Anzac Day: We got up at 5.30am and went up on deck to have our own Anzac Dawn Service. About 20 Aussies – and 1 Kiwi. Very simple – Alan recited the ode
“They shall not grow old
as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them, or the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun,
and in the morning
We will remember them.
LEST WE FORGET.
A lovely moment.
Later in the day we arrived back in Hong Kong. Tomorrow we disembark. Seems like only yesterday we got on – a bunch of strangers. Now we are saying goodbye.
We still had one tour to do – a tour of Hong Kong. Mostly on Hong Kong Island, which I hadn’t explored before. Off to the fishing village at Aberdeen – where we got onto a Sampan and sailed around the fishing village where people live on fishing boats and houseboats. Then to the Stanley Markets for some shopping before going up on the funicular to the Peak. It was foggy, but we could see the tips of the skyscrapers. There were numerous school groups who were practicing their English by doing surveys of the tourists, Afterwards there were more photographs – probably to prove back at school that they had asked real people.
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