Monday, January 16

You Like, You Buy Vol 39

Update: A choice selection of last week's celebrity pics is up on Teh Interweb.

Coming from Sydney I have very low standards when it comes to various modes of public transportation. All I ask is that they arrive on time and there is no lingering scent of vomit in the air. Hong Kong trains not only deliver on this consistently, but they're constantly coming up with ways to make the commute from point A to point B a little bit more rewarding for you and the other 999 people in your carriage. Red packets, gold ingots, a loyalty scheme, free internet... there is much to be reaped from giving the chauffeur the day off and taking the train.

In addition to transporting people, the MTR also does brisk business on the side with its range of souvenirs. The crystals in particular have proven to be quite popular even in spite of the phrase "sparkles like a colourful rainbow in a world of fantasy".

While the souvenirs are not quite items you would find in the Golden Globes gift bag, they are handy for when you have forgotten to buy that all-important present for that all-important someone and you are enroute to meet them. It's akin to a gift picked up at the airport duty free shop only 10 times worse but still 10 times better than arriving empty-handed. So without further ado, I present some recommendations, in order of niftiness.

Ticket Gate Tape Dispenser

Mini Torch

Ticket Issuing Machine Memo Holder

Train Stapler

Money Bank

Airport Express/Porsche Mini Set
(A Porsche mounting an Airport Express train which is I assume the only way the two could possibly make love)

Another blog to visit: clouded Bunny grounded in denim - My previous home country was Germany. That is why I like dark, chewy bread, have a cultivated disposition to unpolished lunacy and am good at bitching.


At 1:25 AM, Blogger sfmike said...

That is going to be one of my new mottos with which to spread wisdom: "There is much to be reaped from giving the chauffeur the day off and taking the train."

I loved your Sydney ferryboats with a passion, by the way. They worked as efficient public transportation while being scenic, sexy, and slightly seedy. And though I'm sure it's happened quite often, the faint smell of vomit never intruded on any of my trips.

At 7:04 AM, Blogger John said...

The bizarre train thing I remember being a billboard for the Airport Express. I passed it every day on the way to Sixth Form. Why anyone would want to commemorate it is beyond me.

At 10:18 AM, Blogger Spirit Fingers said...

Ferryboats are great, it's the trains that stress me out especially when they stop in the middle of the tunnel with no warning. I wonder to myself, has it broken down and do we all have to end up walking on the tracks to the next station because that would totally ruin my new shoes.

At 4:54 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Spirit Fingers, you are assuming you can walk in your new (i.e. not broken-in) shoes...



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