i dig signs, so maybe i shouldn’t drop graphic design
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Hong Kong
hands down, the best grub we had in hong kong
Seriously, I’ve seldom had better. The seafood at a Bowrington Road street stall was ridiculous. And by that, I mean a dimension beyond tasty. Fried cockles nestled in a practically hallucinogenic spicy sauce, scallops steamed in the original shell with a heap of vermicelli and spring onions (do I detect a hint of rice wine?), and the pepperiest and crunchiest fried crayfish to round it out. Sluuurp. Many thanks to Jason, my 25-year-old Auntie’s boyfriend. Her mum is my grandfather’s half-sister—my great-granddad remarried and had a much younger set of kids. No matter, these youngsters are technically a generation above me. “You better show some respect…” kids Jason (pictured). I really do, your food taste is impeccable and I owe you forever. Big heart, your new niece-in-law.
part two: leaving lan tau in a glass-bottomed cable car was kind of a high point, in terms of my life
part one: we catch a ferry from hk’s central to lan tau island, but i chose to read during the choppy ride and got woozy. my first motion sickness!
Aside from the biggest Buddha statue I’ve seen, Lan Tau has quiet beaches and hilly hikes. Kinda loved it after pushing through the throngs for a couple days. And the journey took less than an hour. Which begs the question “how does it stay so serene while located so close to the mainland?” Starting to think that it might have been lovely because it was a weekday afternoon. Yep, sharp as a nail file as usual.
street snaps: 灣仔 (wan chai)
I like how this part of Hong Kong still feels old. And a little grimier than the shiny area called Central. Be warned however, that it does smell like it looks.
davidson gets to meet his idol, sort of
it’s gorgeous up here, if you don’t mind elbowing other tourists for space
The Peak in Hong Kong boasts a great view of the city when not foggy, and we were lucky to have a clear night. Also charming is the tram as a mode of transportation up this hill. Another plus—Davidson and I got to meet up with Rebecca and Anthony that night. I was 13 when Rebecca and I became classmates and friends. We definitely lost touch after my time is the US, and I was glad to see that she and her family are happy in Hong Kong. I thank you, Facebook, for making this happen.
hong kong is like singapore on steroids
On our first day there, Davidson and I try to keep us with these folks on the street and subway. We feel like New Yorkers are laid back in comparison.
