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A Weekend in Hong Kong

I spent the weekend in Hong Kong, which sounds a lot more extravagant than it actually was. Early last year there was a flight deal that offered a round trip flight to Hong Kong cheaply enough that the miles earned in the process were worth the price of the ticket, and the flight alone was very nearly enough to earn Platinum status on American Airlines. In other words, the flight was such a good deal that it was worth going for just two days.

And besides, I had unfinished business in Hong Kong, or rather, in Macau. Todd and I came here six years ago, and only when it was too late did we find out that the world's tallest bungie jump was in Macau. I've never bungie jumped before, and I knew I had to wait until I was back. Why jump if it's not the tallest one out there?

So yesterday we went to Macau. We bought our ferry tickets from a slightly sketchy tout who sold us first class tickets for less than coach price. Both of them said that they were only valid when used by "Hoi Pang", but we must both look like Hoi, because no one batted an eye.

Macau is essentially the Las Vegas of Asia. At the ferry terminal we saw a free shuttle bus to the Wynn, and figured we may as well use it to get to where everything is. We walked around the Wynn, which is extremely similar to the one in Vegas, except that all of the signage is also in Chinese. Starving, we ate at Red Eight, which was so good and cheap that we double checked the conversion rates on our phones.

Zac Efron's Socks and Equality

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I was watching The Graham Norton Show on BBC1 Friday night and I noticed that guest Zac Efron was wearing a pair of bright rainbow colored socks. The next time I refreshed my Twitter feed (@justxjosh for those that don't already follow me) I was bombarded by tweets of "I love how Zac Efron promotes gay equality" and other such drivel and I was genuinely a little disheartened by how much people in support of gay equality find meaning in the most abstract of ways.

Is everything around us now a symbol for something? If Zac's technicolor sock choice automatically present him as a supporter of gay rights rather than a lover of quirky undergarments does that mean my love for watermelon makes me an advocate for Martin Luther King month? Has my favourite military style jacket now become a symbol for my supporting of our troops? Does the fact that I know all the words to Nicki Minaj's 'Super Bass' now mean I'm a passionate spokesperson for woman's equality, freedom of expression and the peoples right to wear wigs?

No, no and no. Can we all just take a second to breathe and remind ourselves that sometimes a pair of socks is nothing more than a pair of socks, a watermelon is just a delicious way to get one of your five a day, a military jacket is just fashionable and that Nicki Minaj is just fierce. Not everything we say, do or wear is fraught with hidden meaning and symbolism. Our lives are not discarded plots in a Dan Brown novel. Just chill out and enjoy them for what they are.

J x

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