Coerced again into running Bowen Rd with Win (again) and delaying lunch until 3:30pm, I convinced her to come to causeway bay to go eat and search for my long awaited free copy of JUICE magazine (i really should just order it online - lazy me). We headed out arguing whether to have japanese or vietnamese, and eventually decided on vietnamese and afterwards getting some sashimi from an awesome sushi/ sashimi joint behind Times Square.
Win frowned at the prospect at going shoulder to shoulder with the mass of Hong Kong nutters out on a sunday in CWB, but i more than reiterated my (un)willingness to go on a weekly torture run and forgoing lunch with such pathetic show of unmanliness that i think she acquiesced out of disgust.
Since the newbie had never ventured into the wilderness of what is wanchai, we took a quick tour of the markets and was glad to come out pleasantly surprised at the freshness of quirkiness of street vendoring, which is wierdly refreshing everytime.
The newbie found a jacket at her new favourite store - Izzue; whilst I gawked at the store chicks then back home for some sashimi on rice - hooray! I mean "Shit! Weekend over already!"
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