The Quayside of PNH
Had a good rest in the afternoon - a 3-hr nap. The first proper rest since I came over to PNH.
Tonight is the first time I have to walk on the famous Quayside street of PNH and had dinner alone. The unruly traffic looked more unruly from outside a car. I was told PNH is like Singapore in the 60's. Well, I know not how SIN was like in the 60's (and I couldn't care less) but it did feel like I was in the 60's of SIN. Down the street, I saw people manning carts of coconuts on sale and among them, there were always children, whom I always have a soft spot for. They looked dirty and stale and I felt sad. But it wasn't that bad because at least there weren't beggars. Or so I thought! On my way back after dinner, I chose to walk along the path outside lines of foreigner-filled pubs and cafes. And along the path, I saw 2 or 3 mothers begging with children around them :(
Tonight is the first time I have to walk on the famous Quayside street of PNH and had dinner alone. The unruly traffic looked more unruly from outside a car. I was told PNH is like Singapore in the 60's. Well, I know not how SIN was like in the 60's (and I couldn't care less) but it did feel like I was in the 60's of SIN. Down the street, I saw people manning carts of coconuts on sale and among them, there were always children, whom I always have a soft spot for. They looked dirty and stale and I felt sad. But it wasn't that bad because at least there weren't beggars. Or so I thought! On my way back after dinner, I chose to walk along the path outside lines of foreigner-filled pubs and cafes. And along the path, I saw 2 or 3 mothers begging with children around them :(