Dysentery, You Can`t Touch This
For you older generations, this may not make much sense. Just go with it.
Times these days, they`re tricky. High divorce rate. Relationships. The DMV. It`s a crap-shoot. Like ordering take-out. And telling someone you love them is a difficult leap for one`s heart to take when there`s a 50/50 chance the other is ordering take-out from the competition around the block.
So often, instead of saying the “I love you,” we say, “You don`t suck.”
As it turns out, Hong Kong doesn’t suck.
Neither does the food. Thai. Cantonese. Vietnamese. Korean. Eggs Benedict. It`s all good. Though more often than not, you leave with more unsettling questions than with which you entered. But it`s all good. Like last evening. Walking along Causeway Bay, surrounded by bright lights, tall buildings, and millions of tiny, scantily clad Asians, the suddenly predominant noise of what could only be that of barking, from dogs, came from behind a construct of industrial, double metal doors. A doggie spa? Perhaps. A rescue shelter for the homeless animals? Likely. The possibility of an animal hospital even became a brief thought.
All for not. What was immediately next door, but The Red Pepper Restaurant. Winner of the best Sichuan Restaurant Award. 7 years ago. And it. Was. Packed. Perhaps the two are unrelated. But we`re not here to interfere with my dreams, now are we?
And like after any meal, what better way to work it off than to take the cable car up to The Peak.
Very romantic. Even for a bunch of dudes.
Hong Kong in the foreground, Kowloon and the Mainland in the background. Sorry about the quality. File size was adjusted for your comfort.
Lantau Island. The largest island in Hong Kong. Also home to some very poorly constructed housing.
Section 8 housing on Lantau Island. Internationally recognized as the 10th Ward.
Times these days, they`re tricky. High divorce rate. Relationships. The DMV. It`s a crap-shoot. Like ordering take-out. And telling someone you love them is a difficult leap for one`s heart to take when there`s a 50/50 chance the other is ordering take-out from the competition around the block.
So often, instead of saying the “I love you,” we say, “You don`t suck.”
As it turns out, Hong Kong doesn’t suck.
Neither does the food. Thai. Cantonese. Vietnamese. Korean. Eggs Benedict. It`s all good. Though more often than not, you leave with more unsettling questions than with which you entered. But it`s all good. Like last evening. Walking along Causeway Bay, surrounded by bright lights, tall buildings, and millions of tiny, scantily clad Asians, the suddenly predominant noise of what could only be that of barking, from dogs, came from behind a construct of industrial, double metal doors. A doggie spa? Perhaps. A rescue shelter for the homeless animals? Likely. The possibility of an animal hospital even became a brief thought.
All for not. What was immediately next door, but The Red Pepper Restaurant. Winner of the best Sichuan Restaurant Award. 7 years ago. And it. Was. Packed. Perhaps the two are unrelated. But we`re not here to interfere with my dreams, now are we?
And like after any meal, what better way to work it off than to take the cable car up to The Peak.
Very romantic. Even for a bunch of dudes.
Hong Kong in the foreground, Kowloon and the Mainland in the background. Sorry about the quality. File size was adjusted for your comfort.
Lantau Island. The largest island in Hong Kong. Also home to some very poorly constructed housing.
Section 8 housing on Lantau Island. Internationally recognized as the 10th Ward.
