hong kong

I wish I am able to make my own Hong Kong.  I love the vibrancy of the hustle and bustle.  I love the traditional hidden amidst the modern.  Of course, I absolutely love the tong sui at Hui Lau San as well as the char chan teng's polo pau and nai char in Wanchai.  However, every nook and cranny is laden of memories, which I should have already buried and forgotten but they linger and surface as they like.  And I've never felt more alone navigating my way through the busy streets of Hong Kong.  Once upon a time, I was blissful in Hong Kong.

I hope and pray for a little less painful memories and a little more happy experiences this weekend in Hong Kong.