We retired after a night watching the TV to a T3 warning. That means, in our terms, a bit blowy. It seemed like the typhoon was passing by Hong Kong but going to be far enough away not to give any problems. The alarm next morning woke us up with its usual beep. I switched on the TV on and said “beep!” The warning was now a T8 and that meant stay at home and keep away from windows. I looked out of our window and could not see Hong Kong island for the dark clouds scudding menacingly by. The wind was squally and filled with rain. Not a nice day to go out. Wife clambered out of bed to enquire wether or not coffee would be prepared this millennium or was I going to look out of the window all morning, If I was going to look out of the window all morning, what was I going to do in the afternoon. Wife is not a morning person in the same way that Hitler was ” a bit naughty”.
I pointed out to Wife that the T8 warning was hoisted. We then needed to know what to do. We were due to collect our visas from Wan Chai later in the day and Wife concerned as we had no got many days left on our existing visas. With all the modern technology available to us we discovered that work was suspended and she was not expected to go to work until the T8 signal was lowered. It also meant that the Immigration services would be closed today. I made coffee and we settled down to watch the news bulletins on the TV
Typhoon Nesat was passing by Hong Kong on its way to South China at a distance of about 350 km away and travelling at around 22kph. I was surprised that something with so much energy would travel so slowly. The winds stayed gusting strongly for the next few hours with pauses when it would be eerily still until suddenly the curtains would waft and rain would blatter vigorously at window for fifteen minutes and then just as quickly stop. The news showed some minor damage in Hong Kong, with a dredger ( although sometimes refered to as a floating crane or mobile dock) breaking free from it`s anchor and getting blown against the seafront, causing a block of flats to be evacuated. With buses and ferries all being cancelled the only transport running was the MTR and taxis. The oddest thing was the bulletin kept going to a reporter at Tsim Tsa Shui waterfront, fully resplendent in waterproofs and a hard hat , giving updates about not a lot, while in the background tourists in shorts were taking photos.
The warning was in place most of the day so the population of Hong Kong had a holiday. Of course this meant that the next day the staff at the immigration tower had twice as much to do. Still, we turned up, got our visas so we are now allowed to stay for another year! I just need to avoid looking out of the window in the morning……..