It was a rare blue-sky day on Saturday so to celebrate the blazing sunshine – so often lost in Hong Kong’s cloud cover or smoggy haze – I headed out for brunch to its cutest neighbourhood, Tai Hang.
A very overpriced salad.
A big part of the area’s charm – oddly – are the many auto mechanics, adding a pleasant grittiness to the summery streets. Interspersed with the garages and the flaking, period apartment blocks are rapidly increasing yuppie cafes (which, admittedly, was the reason I was here). I wonder how long the old panel beaters will last now the area has been ‘discovered’?