Down, down. Deeper and down.

There's something intestinal about this journey into the Hong Kong subway. The ground swallows up the commuters, the school children and tourists. I'm about half way through my stay here and the weather is improving, so it's good to get out of the sun's intensity. Out of the frying pan into the fires of Hades it would seem.

Sadly this HK teaching gig has not allowed time for relaxation and tourism. It's akin to doing two jobs simultaneously, some seven hours apart. My jet lag is turning to insomnia... this isn't sustainable!