HK pics

Lan Kwai Fong, 19 May (Saturday), 19 30 hrs
This place feels like Holland Village on a slope, with the whole expat crowd thing going too. It was eerily quiet because of the rain, but that was nice.


I took this at one of the back alleys of the residential estates at Mid-Levels. All the houses are on this steep slope, and there are one way escalators up the slope that switch direction depending on the time of the day. So Hong Kong doesn't just have dengue, they have Japanese Encephalitis too.


This was taken at the indoor carpark of the place I was staying at. The cloth cover makes them look a bit like Ku Klux bikes, except in black. And I love the electric pink bike.



The original but now-abandoned ferry pier at City Hall. The banner says "This place belongs to the PEOPLE" - one of many signs put up in protest regarding the building of a new pier at the Central. I was wondering what would have happened if Singaporeans bothered to do something like that for the Old National Library.



The night view from the ferry. I think I got a better view here than from the Peak. I saw nothing from the Peak, incidentally, as you'll see from the other pictures.



Apart from esprit factory outlets, the only other place worth going to in HongKong if you want to get seriously cheap stuff. True Religion jeans go for $30 bucks. Ralph Lauren polo tees are $22, albeit with the label (reluctantly) snipped. But still, who cares. They snip off like 1 or 2 alphabets of the label. Check out the Salvation Army here too. Anyway because everything here is insanely cheap and not-fake, this place I hear is normally flooded with people. But again, because of the rain, There was totally no crowd - a total of 30 people in that place, tops. Tell me again why I love the rain.


The beach at Stanley was very quiet, except for these two boys in surf shorts.


This boy was doing Cantonese 听写 (ting1 xie3), and looked absolutely dismal. I decided to take a picture to make him feel like something good was coming out of his misery.


This is why I saw nothing at The Peak. The place was shrouded in fog, the kind where you can't even see the outline of a building 50 metres in front of you. How cool is that.


This grandfather and his grandson were hurrying to the toilet. They sat next to me on the bus ride up to the Peak. The grandfather was teaching the boy English. Specifically, the word 'scoop', used in the context of 'ice-cream'. I must have heard each word close to 10 times. Halfway through, the boy fell asleep. Oh I forget to mention that they are Japanese.


I attempted to try the Peak circle walk - apparently the thing takes 3 hours - but decided against it because I was alone and the place was too dark and foggy.


In Singapore, we register bridges, in HongKong, they register slopes.