Filipino Domestic Workers Gather on Sunday
February 28th, 2004
If you go to the area between the main Hong Kong train station and the waterfront on a Sunday evening this is all you see, everywhere you turn. Hong Kong employs about 100,000 Filipino domestics, and being Catholic they all have Sunday as their fixed and un-alterable vacation day, upon which they take over the entire district to socialize. Despite the fact that a Hong Kong work visa, even for this job, requires some amount of higher education women with college degrees and perfect command of English are often still willing to work as maids and nanny’s for a salary higher than they could easily make at home.
Since the last update Ashle, I and both Chads took a plane to Urumqi, met up with Ablajan (who was the guide of Chris and I last year) and went with him to Turpan and back, then Ashle and I left the Chads in Xinjiang while we took a 24 hour bus ride to Kazakhastan, spent a week in Almaty, and flew back first to Urumqi and then to Beijing. Now all three of the them have left Japan, Ashle and one Chad back to Japan (although Ashle is leaving there for the US shortly) and the other Chad back to Canada while I finish my time here in China. Before they left we went on a trip to the Great Wall, and after they left I finally went to the Forbidden City by myself yesterday. I’m taking a sleeper train to Shanghai tonight and then on the 30th boarding the Osaka bound ferry.
I have a lot of journals, information and photos to post, but that’ll all wait until I get back to Japan when I’ll start doing so gradually. It’s been a good trip, but I’m tired and feeling about ready to go home.
It’s now March 5 9:45pm in Beijing. I got here earlier today at about 1pm after a 24 hour train ride from Shenzhen. I had meant to try to update this every couple of days but I got off to a pretty bad start, between being busy all day, tired all night, and then the one day I really felt like I had energy, the internet in my friend Rondy’s apartment, where I was staying in Hong Kong, suddenly stopped working about five minutes after I started to type. On the train I had a lot of time to write in my notebook, so I’m going to just start typing pages from there and posting them as online journal entries. Right now I’m using the hostel computer and the internet connection is extremely slow, so I’m not going to try to deal at all with photos, but hopefully I’ll be able to post a few tomorrow.
Taken March 24, 2003