I flew into another typhoon today in Hong Kong. The descent was nice and bumpy, but not as bad as last time. However, I was treated to gale force winds on my walk from the train station to my hotel. I was literally almost blown off of a walking bridge (I’m not kidding) and my suit was soaked thanks to the wall of sideways-blowing rain. It was one of those moments where I was incredibly annoyed by the situation but also wishing there was a camera around to film my pitiful self so friends back home could laugh. I’m now sitting at my computer on the 24th floor of my hotel, which is swaying quite noticeably in the wind. So much so that I’m starting to get motion sickness. The news tells me that the typhoon level warning is set at eight, which I believe is the highest. The city has completely shutdown and we’re now being told to stay away from windows. Good times!
