Greetings from the South!

6 days down the road I finally have some time to clean both my clothes and my mailbox. That 12 hours GuangZhou to Hainan Island train journey was fantastic, especially when you found yourselve sleeping inn the train rested inside the giant ferry.

So far it has been great - I felt like a lucky man, meeting the right people even before I board the flight to Macau via LCCT terminal. Micheal who borrowed my pen eventually guide me through the Macau to Hong Kong with ease. Arriving Hong Kong I travelled far north to Taiwo near New Territory - rather odd for a first timer but I always goes where my friends take me. And the reward: Steph sisters helped me settled down in Hong Kong fast enough, simple because they both switch in between English to almost perfect Cantonese in a blink of an eye.



Then come Sally, whom I didn't contact in the first place but kind enough to show me around some seemingly boring place like the Sha Tin Racecourse. Johnson always had his camera - one of the reason why I didn't bring along mine when we hangout in Lan Kuai Fong. Kay's apartment high up in Central's street was fantastic, definitely tell some stories about expat living in Hong Kong.

Short breakfast session with Blair somehow gave me even deeper thoughts - many of us travelled for different reason, as right or wrong is hard to justify when you crossed cultural reign of other society, bringing some of ours. And oh, Agnes's mother insist me to bring some peanuts for long train journey and the father would probaly bring me to some man's place during my next visit - already their daughter helped me so much!

But not everyting goes as planned - like I knew I was going to take some night photos but left my tripod in the hostel. I ended up using the trash bin and staircase guard/walls/whatever to set up my shots - the famous Avenue of Stars and night view of Vitoria Habour. I wished to stay longer in Hong Kong but the then undecided Guangzhou to Hainan journey left me no choice but to leave Hong Kong early. In Guangzhou - that's another story.

There are many things about Hong Kong that I want to see for myself: The red-coloured taxi, bamboo struts, busy and quick lifestyles. Suprisingly I had come to realize that I'm too accomodated to multi-everything society: I have to start adjusting myselves to what I've awalys thought to be perfectly "my world", even though monolithic but almost everyone looks "yellow" and speaks Chinese.

And thanks to my friends and people that I met both intentionally or not, they made this trip authentic and I felt alomst like home. Or did I said thank you already? You know, saying thank you will never be good enough!