Hong Kong was the last leg of our 2 week trip and after 10 days of traveling, we were almost ready to go home. What I was looking forward to in Hong Kong was 1) more family time and 2) Chinese New Year in Hong Kong (a first for me!).
What we didn’t realize is that being in Hong Kong leading up to CNY and the actual day are just PART of the 2 week long festivities, only the tip of the iceberg. It’s all about the days after when the fireworks and multiple feasts really begin. Unfortunately, we left on CNY night.
I did love seeing all the colors in preparation for the holiday:
What did we do in Hong Kong? To sum it up, we ate wonton and beef brisket noodle soup pretty much everyday:
Also this pineapple bun that Aziz Ansari ate on The Getaway (hilarious episode btw) and listed on this fantastic list of eats. But seriously… why was the butter in pineapple bun not a tradition in my household? The ratio of butter to bread makes so much sense.
We also found this sushi joint where you order everything on a tablet! The sushi isn’t the best but good for the price. It’s also super fun to press all the buttons and have your food magically appear.
Finally, a picture of just us two on the Kowloon side.
And my extended family. Basically, my uncle and dad, next to their aunt (my great aunt) and cousins (whom I call aunts). Two of my aunts here, I last saw them at my wedding 2.5 years ago but one had a stroke in Hong Kong (she isn’t able to travel back to the states until she’s a little more self-sufficient) but I was eager to see her. Throughout my mom’s sickness and even my dad’s recent condition, they’ve all been so supportive, more than his own sisters, and I am so thankful for them.
For our stay in Hong Kong, we rented out a studio from Airbnb which worked out pretty well because it was less than a mile away from my uncle’s house Sai Ying Pun, modern and clean (nice change from Myanmar), and sometimes you just need to be able to walk out onto the patio and get fresh (or not so fresh) air. Sai Ying Pun wasn’t originally a hip area but Soho seems to be moving west so now there are a bunch of bars on his block. Our apartment was also down the street from a 24 hour McDonald’s and you all know how much I like Asian McDonald’s!
Would we ever move to Hong Kong? For the past couple years, I’ve been entertaining the idea of moving to Hong Kong. We never made actual plans because of my dad’s health condition but I totally romanticized the image of Terry and I exploring a bustling city, walking around late at night, country hopping on the weekends, all those goodies. Terry said he would keep an open mind but for us to see how we feel about the city after this trip (good idea because we also thought we’d love Portland but it ended up being too weird for us). After this past trip, I will have to say a big fat N-O to living in Hong Kong. It is busy as hell, all the time. All people do is shop. A view of the harbor is ever decreasing due to an exponentially growing rate of high rises. Three days in our studio was nice but I was quickly starting to feel claustrophobic.
Maybe it’s very American of me to want more space but that’s not it; I want more natural space. I want to be able to take a nice walk with the dogs and see some green. I don’t want a heart rate that increases every time we go out because I have to constantly be ON (we missed our bus stop by a lot because the both of us were just staring out the windows for way too long). I also want to be able to have a wide array of hobbies that don’t involve accumulating more possessions; that’s the exact opposite of what I’m trying to do now. What I do love about Hong Kong though and I’m sure this is stating the super obvious, is being able to eat noodles and drink Hong Kong milk tea everyday. All day, everyday. But as much as I love to eat, I cannot fully love you, Hong Kong.