I actually like riding the ferry in Hong Kong because the boats are old and nostalgic. It reminds me of my Lola. I imagine she rode the same ferry many decades ago.
I prefer taking the ferry between Hong Kong and Kowloon because I have a phobia of taxi drivers. I’m really scared of taking a cab alone—doesn’t matter which country.
Unfortunately I can’t swim, so every time I get on a ferry, I sit next to a lifesaver (salvavida).
I’m always aware of the possibility of an mishap, and it doesn’t hurt to say a prayer each time we ride a public vehicle or go on a trip.
So this comes as a shock to me. I knew that Hong Kong was celebrating a national holiday with lots of fireworks. Fortunately I’m already back in Manila as I find out this horrible thing happened yesterday on the ferry.
Never thought it could happen in Hong Kong. RIP.