

Kowloon, Hong Kong
Part 12: Avenue of the stars...
The previous night proved to be every bit as lively as I feared.
When the rugby fans, who where a heady mix of French, Australian, Irish, and English, had finally stopped drinking. Their raucous and annoyingly loutish behaviour was replaced with the most earth rumbling snores imaginable!! My brain was literally rattling in my head.
I'd deciding on going down to reception and spent most of the early hours in the hi-tech massage...