I was staying with Laura and Barry the last night again, since Glenn had to be back on the ship so we checked out of out hotel in the morning and then had brunch. In hindsight, I probably should have just kept the hotel room so that we would have somewhere to hang out and take a break during the day, but instead we had to keep ourselves entertained all day.
First we went and picked up Glenn's cuff links and suit and then headed to the Hong Kong Museum of History. The Museum has 8 different sections on different parts of their history. I only recommend the last two- post WWII. The first 6 sections made no sense and jumped from the formation of the earth to the Chinese dynasties to making shrimp paste. Glenn and I decided they gave every employee the job of researching something, anything about Hong Kong and then placing their plaque and artifact anywhere they chose. We did like the tiger though (Glenn is scared, can't you tell? :) )
There was a sign on the fountain that says "No Paddling". Does that mean in my canoe? Hence my awkward pose, I'm paddling in my imaginary canoe. Hong Kong does a much better job, in general, of posting signs in English, that actually make sense. I suppose that's because everyone speaks English. I still want to know how I get the job of being a copy editor in Japan.
We strolled through the park and enjoyed a sunset together before heading to dinner and saying our final goodbyes. Good thing I'll be seeing him soon. Goodbyes are the worst.

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