Tsim Sha Tsui

Mom and I had lunch with an old family friend in Tsim Sha Tsui. I remember more about her sister then her, but that lady died in recent years. Sigh... Whenever I go with my mom, there are grim news. It's depressing. Found some blank StikFas at $35. That's about the same price as in Vancouver. The point is, they are rare over there. No, no, I didn't buy any because my mom stopped me. Sigh... Yeah yeah, I know, this is just a toy and isn't a necessity. I shouldn't be buying it. But deep down in my heart, I'd have bought it if my mom wasn't around. I'll see if they are cheaper in Japan. If not, I'll come back (and waste the bus fare).
My obsessive compulsive shopper cousin A grabbed every chance possible to be with my mom. Let's say, on average, we ate with her at least once every other day. Because of her, my mom didn't have enough time to see other people or sight-seeing or shopping. This lady must be lonely or bored. And, as mentioned above, an obsessive compulsive shopper. She'd find “deals” and buy cheap stuff, then force them onto other people as gifts. Yup, my mom's got a few pieces of clothings and I got some too. As I'm on the picky side when it comes to clothes, I can't say I like what she bought. But still had to accept it with a smile. Hmm...