A BIG PROBLEM (part 2) // Being Tall in Hong Kong

Pass me a knife and fork; it’s time to eat my words.

Before I arrived in Hong Kong I wrote about how hard it is being tall in the UK. Oh, the naiivety. Built on a scale of height somewhere between my waist and collarbone, Hong Kong makes the UK look like a tall person’s paradise. For example:

PICTURES // Mid-Autumn Festival @ Victoria Park

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PICTURE // Street Signs At Night

PICTURE // Typhoon in Kowloon

7,071,600 Faces Ease Into Focus

One month ago all East Asian faces looked the same to me. I could only distinguish between young/old and male/female. Sometimes, I wasn’t even sure of that. The experience has left me with a lot of questions...

A SNIPPET of my airport diary

I was reading through my diary the other day and found a page I wrote while waiting at London Heathrow for my flight here. It made me laugh, so here you go:

WTF // The £5 Leek

Now, I love a leek as much as the next person, but 50.4HKD?!? THAT'S £5! FOR A LEEK!! And if you add up how many you'd need for a decent Leek and Potato soup, that's one expensive meal. For that price, I hope Queen Beatrix herself pulled it from the ground.