18 07 2017

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Rain, rain, rain. Its been a soggy few days in Hong Kong with thunderstorms sweeping through the city, gushing subtropical rains and occassionally lighter showers falling across the grey, gloomy city. Socks are soaked and cold water has been running down my back all day. Kind of nice to be home now in my cozy little apartment, listening to the raindrops and listening to the rolling thunder – but at the same time, some sun tomorrow would be nice.

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Fight or flight?

18 07 2017

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I’ve noticed this sticker? mural? on the side of several HK minibuses. No idea what it signifies though.





Food food food

18 07 2017

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This weekend I tried some interesting new dishes: fatty and delicious pork cooked in spicy Hunanese sauce and served in fresh, doughy bread from Cafe Hunan, a fermented squid paste in a Japanese restaurant (it was called “pirate” on the menu) and this astonishing vegetarian Hainan “chicken” rice at one of my favourite places, Veggie SF. It looked and tasted delicious!





15 07 2017

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Across the Lamma straits

15 07 2017

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A day on Lamma

15 07 2017

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We spent a day on the summery island of Lamma, leaving from the busy working harbour at Aberdeen, alive with sampans and bright flags atop fishing vessels moored in the harbour, across the busy straits where huge cargo ships powered by, and up to the green forested shores of the island, under a clear, piercingly hot blue sky. The idea was to some village houses in tangled green fields and groves of banana trees, before walking into the main settlement of Yung Shue Wan. Here we stopped for a much-needed cool pitstop in a boho-hipster cafe, drinking good coffee book and reading books off the shelf, before heading off again. This time we followed the busy walking track out of town to “Power station beach”, where the famous “tofu fa” sweet tofu dessert woman has set up her stall under the spreading branches of an old, shady banyan tree.

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Slipping the beach, with its swarms of mainlanders and rather offputting view of the coal-burning power station chimneys, we pressed on, soon soaked in sweat, over blazing hillsides and shady valleys to one of the island’s quieter beaches, to sit and look up at the jungly canopy or swim with swarms of flying fish in the sea. After a few hours, with rain suddenly threatening, we hot-footed it on to the island’s second settlement, with the boyfriend limping from a wound to his foot (having stepped on submerged rocks at the beach) and me sheltering from the rain under a fallen banana leaf, to the seafood strip of Sok Kwu Wan, to eat before the journey home.

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Under the Lamma moon

15 07 2017

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As the sun set, we boarded the ferry back to Hong Kong island and a blue, breezy evening fell over the Lamma strait. Motoring over choppy seas towards the glimmering lights of the city, we looked up to see an astonishing, enormous orange moon. It was a moment of pure romance.

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