东方之珠 之 祝君好

Since half of our undergraduate friends have visited Hong Kong (the other half to Taiwan) these holidays and two thirds of them have blogged about it, I shall save myself the hassle of duplicating their effort.

Instead, I will briefly write about a destination much less explored, the place that got me wrapped up in a whirlwind romance in merely twenty four hours and a square kilometre.

I can't exactly pinpoint what gripped me so. It might be the quaint, cosy shops and cafes lined along the queer, irregular streets that snaked like Diagon Alley. Or the aromatic confectionery and local delicacies that were found at every corner. It might be the curious infusion of modern glass panels and the old European architecture. Or its magnificent casinos that loomed above everything else. Perhaps it was the the mysterious churches and their Portuguese speaking nuns. Or maybe it was simply the romantic atmosphere created by the small community of 460, 000 residents and their scooters.

I don't have pictures to back myself up. Lazy la, to upload the photos. Besides, no amount of words or pictures can fully depict the beauty of the place. Go visit it yourself next time you go Hong Kong.