A daily obsession we adopted was getting Mango Strawberry Crystal Jelly drinks and Mango Stuffed Mochi balls at the Hui Lau Shan dessert shops. It’s fruity lust. You feel guilty eating it at the windows seat while passerbyers jealously ogled.
But HK isn’t just about asian food. At the International Financial Center was a massive western supermarket with a bakery and deli. This was where all the expats shopped. We made a straight line to the prosciutto and salami. With a hot crusty baguette in hand we made sandwiches made our mouths sing. We could go on and on. Everything here is made fresh when you order it. The food is so good its obscene. But there were a few things we didn’t try – like dried flying lizards…

I lived in Hong Kong for a year when I was 5 and this was my first time back. The only memories I have are of a counting the round windows on a building by the water, thinking getting ice cream for taking immunization shots seemed like a good deal, going on rides in a playground, and living in a tiny one room apartment in one of the many highrises. Well, the skyscrapers are still there and have expanded to fill all available space. The playgrounds have gotten even better though there doesn’t seem to be enough for the population. Prosciutto eased the pain of the Chinese visa office. And there are 315 round windows on one side of that building.

There weren’t many touristy things to do other than seeing the peak, shop and eat. We did plenty of that latter one. There was a lack of bicycles, rickshaws, tuk-tuks and scooters. It seems they are all banned in HK and the new territories. Walking is part of daily life here and the streets and subways were pleasantly clean considering the volume of constant traffic they get. It seems that HK has taken a middle ground between the village tainted cities of mainland China and the sterile assimilation of Singapore. We didn’t even need to carry our own chopsticks around.

We found one new form of entertainment. A crazy Japanese videogame where you throw soft plastic balls at targets on a pair of big screen TVs. It’s really competitive and incredibly tiring. We both had sore arms for a couple days.