By Antonio C. Abaya

The last time we were in Hong Kong was during the New Year holidays in 2006-07. Celebrations then were muted because of the tsunami that had devastated Aceh in Indonesia and other places in the region on Dec. 26, killing a quarter of a million people.

In 2008-09, celebrations in Hong Kong were also muted because of the financial and economic meltdown that has devastated many economies around the globe, throwing millions of people on the slippery slope towards unfamiliar poverty or near-poverty levels.

But one can never guess it from the long lines of brand-conscious customers lining up on the sidewalk to get inside the Louis Vuitton or the Chanel shops near our hotel on Canton Road.

Not being brand-conscious, at least not for clothes or shoes or other baubles, I cannot comprehend such loyalties. In 1982, I bought a fake Christian Dior belt for HK$27 from a pushcart vendor off Nathan Road. I am still wearing that very same belt 26 years later and have found no earthly reason to replace it since it still holds my pants up, albeit several notches wider, to enclose a bulging waistline.

In fact, on the many occasions that I have been to Hong Kong, I have never spent more than US$200 per visit?an infinitesimally small contribution to HK?s economy?aside from airfare and hotel accommodations, which have always been pre-paid in Manila, and, of course, food, which is the principal attraction of Hong Kong to me.

I do not buy clothes or shoes or watches in HK, and I do not buy jewelry, period. But I do enjoy good food and for that I am willing to spend moderately. One way I save money for an evening repast is to buy cold cuts, cheese, orange juice and fruits from a supermarket and consume these as late lunches in my hotel room, thus saving money and appetite for some fine dining in the evening. This year?s discovery is Zen in Pacific Plaza.

Whenever I am in Hong Kong, my favorite, and really only, shopping haunts are the Swindon bookstore on Lock Road, and the HMV shops on Hankow Road and in Hong Kong island, for classical music on CDs and film jewels on DVDs. This year, as in 2006-07, we tried out the night market on Temple Street for some ?globalized? DVDs, but I must say that my favorite Muslim vendor in Makati Cinema Square is much better stocked than his Hong Kong counterparts.

Aside from being a Mahler devotee, I am also a Rachmaninoff fan. I have recordings of almost all the 100 or so works composed by Sergei Rachmaninoff, including six different recordings by various pianists of his Piano Concerto no. 3, said to be one of the most difficult piano concerti in the repertoire.

The must-have recording of what has become known as Rach 3 is the one (on RCA Red Seal label) by Vladimir Horowitz, with the New York Philharmonic Orchestra under Eugene Ormandy, recorded live at Carnegie Hall on January 8, 1978. I bought a copy of this CD for a disbelieving friend, which, I assured her, would blow her socks and her panties off.

More a historical curiosity than a musical gem is a CD (on the Telarc label) of Rachmaninoff himself playing 19 of his piano compositions, including, curiously, his piano arrangement of the ??Star Spangled Banner??, recorded on a piano-roll mechanism in the 1920s and enhanced by digital technology for 21st century listeners and collectors. A rare memorabilia of the composer himself, but give me Horowitz anytime.

This year I added to my short list of shopping haunts in Hong Kong stores catering to two of my earlier hobbies: model railroading and military model kits, largely because my daughter Carla resurrected from 25-30 years of storage and obscurity my earlier passions for miniature scale models of trains, military aircraft, tanks and naval warships.

In the mid-1970s I bought from a departing American missionary his set of HO or 1:87 scale trains by the German manufacturer M?rklin. I bought the train set to amuse my then pre-teen children, but it was I who became addicted to it, expanding the layout ever bigger with purchases from the M?rklin distributor in Hong Kong, to which my friend Chitang Nakpil added her own children?s discarded sets.

When my late wife and I built our house in Merville in 1976, the biggest room was my train room, where trains ran through urban and rural landscapes, including a city with skyscrapers around which tiny cars (including a Polizei Volkswagen with flashing blue light), buses and trucks (made by another German manufacturer, Faller) also ran, automatically stopping at railroad crossings whenever a train was going to pass.

Those who have never put together such an elaborate set would never experience the joy of creation. And, contrary to popular misconception, this is not a toy for children. It is a hobby seriously pursued by millions of adults in First World countries who can afford the considerable costs. Locomotives which

I purchased for $100-$125 in the ?70s and ?80s, and which have long gone out of production, are now selling on eBay for $400 or more.

When I visited the M?rklin distributor in Hong Kong (MTR stop Mong Kok) last week and bought a copy of the 480-page M?rklin catalogue for 2008-09, I was flabbergasted to learn that many of the new model locomotives are now equipped with digital decoder that can receive signals from the control box to sound their horns, simulate the sounds of train doors closing and brakes squealing, and turn on LED lighting in the passenger coaches. Having been bitten by the bug once, how can I resist it the second time around, especially since I can justify it as a way of amusing and entertaining my grandchildren?

I also found a distributor on Hong Kong island (MTR station Sai Wan Ho) of model kits from manufacturers in Russia,  Ukraine and the Czech Republic that are normally not available in run-of-the-mill model shops. I promptly purchased such kits from World War I as the Pfalz E.IV monoplane and the Hansa-Brandenburg W.29 float plane, both German, and World War II aircraft such as the Russian Lavochkin LaGG 3 fighter plane, the Czech Letov S.16 biplane, and the uniquely asymmetric German  Blohm und Voss BV-194 reconnaissance bomber, all in 1:72 scale. And in 1:35 scale, I picked up a model of the Swedish Strv 103B main battle tank, also known as the ?S? tank, the only tank designed without a turret, making for a very low, hard-to-hit silhouette.

Carla has ably converted my train room-turned-storage room into a billiards room, with lighted glass shelves along one wall displaying some 150 models of warplanes from World War I and World War II and beyond; some 30 tanks and other military vehicles from WW2 in 1:35 scale; some famous warships from WW2 in 1:450 scale, and some 15 model trains from European and North American railways, in HO or 1:87 scale, which had all survived 25 years of storage.

My famous sister Gigi has in her collection some 1,000 Nativity Scenes from all over the world, proclaiming PEACE ON EARTH, GOODWILL TO ALL MEN.

In my much more modest collection, it is TOTAL WAR.

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