One Version of the Electric Slide (a line dance)

The Star Ferry transports us from Kowloon, where the Amsterdam is docked, across the harbor to Hong Kong Island. We follow the crowd through the elevated walkway to the bus station and board the #6 bus to Stanley. The double decker navigates through the city center traffic then begins its ascent. Tooling around narrow, curving, two lane roads, we rise way up above the stalagmite skyscrapers to look down on a forest of concrete and glass. Rounding the bends, we gasp, sometimes at the breathtaking scenery, but mostly at the near misses as the bus drivers play chicken on their routine trips. At the Stanley Market an overabundance of merchandise spills from the stands onto the narrow walkways of one of the great shopping capitals of the world. I negotiate a ridiculously low price for a pair of travel size binoculars that zooms from 5 to 15 feet magnification. Deciding we'd rather see the sites than shop, we're off to Victoria Peak. The walkway around the peak is  a voyeurs delight. With my new binoculars, I can peer into the top floors of the skyscraper apartment buildings. Too bad no one's home on this afternoon work day. I check out the penthouse rooftop gardens then we take the 105 year old tram back down to sea level. And I do mean backdown. The seats face up the mountain as we slide backwards down the steep incline. Talk about a trust exercise.