I am a creature of habit, of the Homer-Simpson-couch-potato-beer-belly-belching variety.
So when my wife announced we’re spending a night in Noah’s Ark, part of me wanted to resist, though curiosity (plus the fact that I’ve basically [and wisely!] outsourced my recreational and social life to my better half) took over.
It’s a theme park mostly for children (I have 2!) with parents attached.
It’s located in Ma Wan, an island cum residential estate with a policy of banning entry to private vehicles.
We did a night’s stay literally on the third floor of Noah’s Ark, and got bumped up to a eight-bedded suite.
Sadly, though, you can’t find a bar in Noah’s Ark…
It’s a rather postmodern experience, as it’s a biblical-themed park and complex concocted out of secular/capitalist/entertainment motivations by the Sun Hung Kai property conglomerate. It requires a bit of roller-coaster thinking.
As a Christian of the church-going, serious-bible-study-home-group-acoustic-guitar-worship variety cum literature-professor-and-poet-who-has-read-his-Derrida type of person, I was rather intrigued.
So was my street photographer persona, who wisely decided to rely on a Canon G11 to do the job of taking family snapshots as well as street photography.
Yes, there’re still people out there proudly carrying their G11’s, evidence of the longevity of what is now a classic camera. (I’ve seen G9’s, 10’s and 11’s for sale at vintage camera shops.) I know someone who still carries a G9.
Back to the main story.
The above was in an educational exhibit room for kids teaching them about geology. I do like the religious motif with the light shining down and the person in front whose head is bowed in devotion…
Free souvenir photos! Check out the psychedelic set-up, to remind us of God’s cosmological creations, I’m sure.
There were various events, including this 35-minute tour of religious exhibits and replicas.
This guy playing Moses jumped right into our midst.
He spent the next 20 minutes telling us of the Ten Commandments and of how Hong Kong has strayed somewhat from the biblical plot.
It was amusing to see Moses code-switching between Cantonese and English. (Note to self: I must remember to tell my Applied English Linguistics colleagues of this.)
As a Christian of the church-going, serious-bible-study-home-group-acoustic-guitar-worship variety cum literature-professor-and-poet-who-has-read-his-Derrida type of person, I was rather intrigued.
Someone has put serious effort into reproducing replicas of the tabernacle as well as the Dead Sea scrolls.
There were authentic illustrated Victorian bibles plus various other stuff on display. This really appeals to the literature nerd in me.
We were told the exhibits were rotated regularly.
Check out the life-sized 3D replica of the Last Supper.
The animals coming out of the Ark after the Flood.
As a Christian of the church-going, serious-bible-study-home-group-acoustic-guitar-worship variety cum literature-professor-who-has-read-his-Derrida type of person, I was seriously intrigued.
After the end of 40 days and nights of flooding and another 150 days for the waters to subside, a giraffe sniffs the air tentatively, with the Tsing Ma bridge in the background.
Very postmodern.
Very postmodern white tigers emerging from their stay in Noah’s Ark, set against the Tsing Ma bridge …
I felt a need to get out of the theme park after a while.
Though in honesty, there’s no getting out of the giant theme park known as Hong Kong.
Nonetheless, I do appreciate honest-to-goodness aesthetics. Someone has done a bit of landscaping for this village house nearby.
Thanks for reading!
Hong Kong Lucida 