The sceptics’ voices have fallen silent. As day three of the four-day event begins, it is clear that the organisers have a triumph on their hands. Dead MICE? This is the mouse that roared.
Better times are coming at this magnificent gateway and the Airport Authority Hong Kong team is more than prepared for them.
When comparing notes while, like me, working on the weekend, Tian Qin quoted me an old Chinese proverb, ‘Happy life is from hard working.’ I guess that makes me a very happy man indeed.
I would just about concede the Wallabies the Bledisloe Cup if all of us could start to travel freely again and sing our own equivalent of Nau Mai Rā.
Amid all the talk about sector ‘recovery’, the reality is that any such curve is going to be country by country, route by route, step by step (in both directions). Inch by bloody inch.
“All the darkness in the world cannot extinguish the light of a single candle.” – St Francis
“I made the tough call, and I am pleased to inform you that the prognosis is positive, the pain has been removed and I will walk again, on robotic feet.“
I know that I am a lot safer as of today and that so is the world, thanks to the outstanding efforts of the teams here in Hong Kong and all around the globe.
There may be no full moon in Paris tonight in the hauntingly aching words of Marianne Faithful but I suspect a figurative one at least has arrived early in Vladisvostok.
Would my opening remarks turn into a reprise of the risible Rudy Giuliani’s infamous Four Seasons Total Landscaping post-election press conference as dark hair dye ran down the side of his face in the Philadelphia heat?
This underlines one of the key dilemmas facing travel retail as the sector emerges battered and bruised from the pandemic. Should consolidation of ranges spell the exclusion of new and exciting products such as Les Chocolats de Pauline?
“Now there’s a second Rikako Ikee – the leukemia survivor. I’m now capable of empathising with so many people. The very fact that I’m alive is in itself an immense experience.”
Today, my eye has alighted on Mauritius, all 2,040 sq kilometres of its loveliness perched out there alone in the Indian Ocean. I reckon I could be there in around 9 hours and 45 minutes.