I’ve just been recently back from a quick trip to Hong Kong and I’ve three words — awesomely, gloriously tired!
Hong Kong is an ultra fast-paced hyperreal country with a rich past, sumptuous food, and incredible population (I thought Manila has that many people, but no!)
I cannot (dim) sum into words what it felt being there – it is just positively infectious, save for the people walking too close to each other – that I don’t like. But with an efficient train system and strong-willed feet paired with really comfy footwear, you will never run out of places to go to. Up, down, left and right. Go diagonal, get lost. I like being lost in Hong Kong come to think of it, and maybe bump into a stranger that would be my eventual boyfriend. Oh no, wait – that didn’t happen *wink*
If it weren’t for the language barrier though, I guess it’d be easier. It’s definitely part of the experience – like this one time I was in the nearby 711 wanting to buy stamps but instead ended up staring at the cashier for 20 seconds for the loss of words. How many synonyms and charades for stamp I can conjure before the cashier gets me is beyond my twisted state of mind. I just gave up and walked around to find (love, lol no) another convenience store. When I got my stamp though it felt like victory over adult life, that I could cut across this barrier, and actually got what I want in the end. Like, really. Buying those stamps made me learn a lesson. Who would actually fucking know?
Good thing, picture menus are a thing in this beautiful and glorious wasteland – because if it weren’t then we’ll never know if it’s the mystery meat of the day!
Tian Tan Buddha statue at Lantau Island via Ngong Ping 360 cable car
They said that the East crosses the West this part of the world. It definitely does — trams in the city and this big serene Buddha in the countryside. Nevertheless, I can consider shopping (or selling for that matter) as the national hobby, as shops loom around town everywhere you go. This means that your pocket might actually need to be ready for the cutesy things you’ll find. Or stuff you won’t find at, say, Manila Uniqlo branches – like this jacket I’m wearing right now. I think they were on their way to Manila but stocks were out in Hong Kong already. That’s the only logical reason *wink, again.* But seriously though, amidst eating, shopping, and roaming around town – there is something magical in this seemingly harangued yet very not-giving-a-fuck place called Hong Kong that I can actually picture myself moving in there.
One of the third wave coffee shops along Jervois st., Sheung Wan
It’s definitely so fetch! (I just had to.)
*Photos taken using iPhone 5
Up next: Transit options to Hong Kong – we actually flew via Macau airport! Stay tuned!
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