Last day in Hong Kong

"Yesterday" doesn't really mean that much after 13 hours in the air, but my last day in Hong Kong was awesome. I was unsure whether the guys I was hoping to go climbing with had got my email, so I decided to just turn up at the ferry wharf and hope that they did too, which they did. Sweet. Bon, Jose and Kev (with Geordie joining us later) took me to Tung Lung Chau, volcanic seacliff climbing on an island outside Hong Kong harbour. It was a great day, despite the fact that I was climbing like shit. Kev sent his 7c project, Jose sent his 8a project and Bon had a good lash at his 7b+ (it'll go next time mate). Apparently Hong Kong will be a greasy sweat-fest before too long, so it was a good time to get projects ticked.
After a good days climbing, and a cruise home under a smog enhanced sunset, we repaired to Hong Kong Stuey's house, that Bon was minding while Stuart was out of town. Given that my plane didn't leave until 11.55, Bon and Jose helped me kill the time with some beers and climbing videos. Good times. It makes you realise how good the climbing community is when you can just turn up in a foreign city and meet up with people for a day out.
Anyway, I'm now in Manchester, which is grey and cold, trying to get my body to understand that it's lunch time. Maybe eating some food would help in that respect.