Yesterday‘s typhoon brought with it quite a bit of rain, meaning I couldn’t go to Ocean Park today. So I stayed indoors, did some more research and only stepped out post lunch to begin ‘day 3’ in Hong Kong.
By now I’m sick of malls. After a while they all start to look the same, and it takes a lot to impress me these days. I didn’t bother taking many photos of the malls I went to.
I took the metro and got off at Wan Chai as I decided to look for Hong Kong’s gurudwara – a sikh temple.
I washed my feet, and wore the head scarf before entering the prayer hall.
I went downstairs to the dining hall and although I had no intentions of eating early, two Indians there insisted I have a meal since I’m here.
It felt nice to eat simple dal (lentils), chaawal (rice) and roti (bread) even if it wasn’t the best of preparations. Whenever you are in a foreign land, even the simplest of Indian dishes taste better than you expect. What was nicer to see was poor Chinese workers and other tourists also eating here. After all, serving meals to anybody and everybody, irrespective of race and religion is the Sikh way at a gurudwara.