It's on like Hong Kong

Tonight was my first real evening in the wonderous metropolis that is Hong Kong. I can honestly say that I came to this city with a clean palate. Like ginger after sushi, a few days refreshment in Singapore after the Cambodian chaos really meant that I was prepared for anything HK could throw at me.

The first impression of a new city is always the taxi ride from the airport. HK gives you a panorama of the city towering up over you, buildings have inched foward until the streets are one way and the sidewalk is a one-person affair. Each structure has a different feeling, a different purpose. It would be easy to pin this as your typical overpopulated business city, but if you hold your breath even just a moment to look beyond that facade, Hong Kong has the potential to present you with so so so much more.

On the travelator you can look past the "MANICURE" signs to see a traditional English pub crammed with pale Poms. In the fanciest inner Soho area, crammed with chic bars and chic people, all it takes is a peek around the corner to see horrendously daggy underwear hanging outside of someones kitchen-slash-laundry. Business doers stride self importantly in suits past small children rugged up tight who run past beggars. Every street is a diamond with thousands of facets of life to discover. Only a fool would describe this vibe I can feel as a 'daily grind'. It's stimulating in a way that invigorates the senses. International magazine stands greet me in the morning, and when combined with the sharp chill of woolen-coat-worthy-winter, I feel fresh.

I am so happy I have a month here. I can't wait to see the kind of best this place might bring out in me.

On a different note, don't bother with the daily 8pm light show. It's shit. The normal city lights are beautiful enough.

Me and my cousin.

Yeah yeah yeah.