
Frances and Karen
When my brother first went to live and work out in Hong Kong, I wasn't interested in the slightest about going to visit. However, after my mum died, we clubbed together and sent my dad out there for six weeks. He had such a great time (as well as another two weeks over in Oz visiting his best old buddie), that we decided we would get over there one day.
So four years ago, to coincide with my nephews first birthday, we took our first trip out to Hong Kong. It was the most dynamic place I've ever seen. But still peaceful in places at the same time. Given we flew exactly two weeks after 9/11, on arrival at HK Intl airport, the place was deserted and was rather eery, but things soon picked up.
We took trips on buses, taxis to all over the island. My brother - who was frantically working on said HK Disney plans at the time - could not spend our first few days showing us around and my SIL was busy packing for our trip on to the Philippines, we were more than happy to spend the time getting about on our own. Like my brother said, it is one of THE safest places on earth.
We found Hong Kong to be a great contrast. We visited hustling bustling Stanley Market - OMG the bargains there

- but on coming out the other side of the market, we stepped into a view which was not dissimilar to anything you'd find down in the south of France. Little Bistros and bars lined a road with the most beautiful beach.
There's a Sea World type place there - fantastic. We visited a hundreds of years old temple, which has now been surrounded by skyrise almost tennament type buildings - very odd, but the peace and tranquility in the temple and its gardens was wonderful.
We had dinner up on the Peak - watching all the buildings come to life after sundown was one of the most memorable experiences of my life. There's the Peak train which takes you up and down the mountain.
We took the Star Ferry over to Kowloon and had tea in the Peninsular hotel . . . . oh there's just so much to do.
I think its a shame that most people's impression of Hong Kong are from a one or two night stoppover to Oz/NZ, there's so much more to it than that.
The locals were all friendly and we never felt unsafe. We then had two weeks at my DB's house in the Philippines (his wife comes from there) which really was a culture shock. Their house is like something out of House Beautiful (well, he is an architect!), but the grounds are surrounded by the village - most of which consist of "shacks" made from corrugated iron, boxes and banana leaves. No running water, but they all have electricity. Well, they have to to run their 28" Nicam stereo TVs - Karaoke is HUGE in the Philippines, it's amazing
Everyone in the Philippines, seeing Westerners, thought we were Americans, so they love you - The US liberated the Philippines from the Japanese in WW2, so they still remember. Very happy - but incredibly poor people. It is a third world country. The only place I've ever seen roadside shacks selling cigarettes by the one. But everyone had a job on that island, they are all happy and the children are so proud of their school uniforms, Brownies, Guides etc. Lovely people and what a beautiful island we were on, like something out of the Bounty advert
We really did have such a great time, even DD Katie (who would then have been 9).