Today I thought I would take you on a little trip to my part of the world.
If you think of Hong Kong, you probably think concrete jungle, hectic, lots of noise, lots of taxis, lots of horn beeping, shopping malls, and wet markets with viscera dripping onto the floor. Well you’d be right (especially on that last part, there’s a butcher at the end of my street where there is always a combination of lungs, livers, hearts, the odd brain, tongue etc hanging off hooks out in the open. I’ll leave you to imagine the smell in the summer….)
But the amazing thing about Hong Kong island (which is where I live) is that 60% of it is not built on. It’s just green, rolling hills, amazing for hiking. These hill climb up quite high so that when it’s overcast you can easily find yourself hiking inside the clouds, making it a very cool and eerie experience:
When I took the photo above, the fog was so thick I really couldn’t see anything beyond what’s in the photo. It felt a bit like I was reaching the end of the world, and that there was nothing beyond the lamppost or the barrier!
This particular bit made me think of the Hound of Baskerville. I also started to tell myself that this would be the perfect conditions to murder someone. After that I jumped out of my skin at every sound (I was alone) – I had to run the end as was starting to get a bit freaked out. All very silly!
And then just one last one, of clouds rolling in over Hong Kong.
Did that look different from what you think of Hong Kong?