http://journal.adriankok.org/index.php/archives/2005/07/09/hong-kong-airport/ Fatherhood, Technology, Religion, Books, Movies and other musings Sat, 17 May 2008 11:15:11 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.2.1 http://journal.adriankok.org/index.php/archives/2005/07/09/hong-kong-airport/#comment-3165 a-giâu Tue, 10 Jan 2006 07:16:48 +0000 http://journal.adriankok.org/index.php/archives/2005/07/09/hong-kong-airport/#comment-3165 I was at the HKIA just this morning. Alas, I looked everywhere for power outlets (I looked around the plants, too) and the only ones I could find were intended for the cleaning crew. Some were built into the floor, beneath loose tiles, but in the middle of the floor. I didn't see anyone plugged in (only a couple people with portable electricity to spare and that wasn't nearly enough to last through the night). I would have paid for electricity, too, if it had been offered at a reasonable price, but apparently no one was selling. Of course, I could have paid for business class and signed up for the exclusive airline clubs and be offered sleek workstations, Oriental Wrist Massages, what have you. But that's so...old-fashioned, like public restrooms in some countries where you had to buy tissues from an old lady seated at the entrance.... I was at the HKIA just this morning. Alas, I looked everywhere for power outlets (I looked around the plants, too) and the only ones I could find were intended for the cleaning crew. Some were built into the floor, beneath loose tiles, but in the middle of the floor. I didn’t see anyone plugged in (only a couple people with portable electricity to spare and that wasn’t nearly enough to last through the night). I would have paid for electricity, too, if it had been offered at a reasonable price, but apparently no one was selling. Of course, I could have paid for business class and signed up for the exclusive airline clubs and be offered sleek workstations, Oriental Wrist Massages, what have you. But that’s so…old-fashioned, like public restrooms in some countries where you had to buy tissues from an old lady seated at the entrance….

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