Fong Wa sent in his application for the Hong Kong Regatta & Boat Show early, along with the proper fee for entries in the “live-aboard” section, but when he tried to moor, he was told to leave. He wondered if perhaps he should have hired the feng shui guy his brother had recommended.
“Some things don’t translate from one language to another very well,” thought Gui Kun; for example, his current dilemma–because he was looking down at Hong Kong from Victoria Peak, did that mean he was Uptown . . . ?
Though he was in a vibrant, cash-rich economy with lots of money flowing, entry into the Hong Kong Yacht Club was prohibitively expensive. Li Gao decided to go it alone . . .
