Hong Kong
Taking photographs with my digital camera is easy. Point and shoot. Apparently, the thing can make movies – with sound. But that’s for wimps who read instruction manuals. Here in Hong Kong the land of high-tech, cutting-edge gizmos it can be rather off putting. All this technology, all these features. Here my camera feels like something from the dark ages, and I feel like i’ve got the literacy of an imbecilic hillbilly.
I arrived on Wednesday to meet photographer Anthony at his family home - ten minutes drive out of the main central area of Hong Kong. She makes us green tea in miniuture cups, we listen to ‘canto pop’ on MTV Asia whist planning the days ahead.
From here we take boats to national park territory on mainland China, where we climb mountains, traips jungles, and see wild monkeys.
We spend time with ex-pats, who continully believe that one day they’ll wake up and find Hong Kong is still run by the British, and the last seven years have been a bad dream.
We sip cucumber and hemp soy milk in Pacific Coffee as the sun sets over Exchange Square. We stumble across local street markets, where live animals are being slaughtered in front of our very eyes.
We visit Kennedy Town with towering bamboo scaffolding and odd ball little restaurants. The most accessible things on the menu being ‘French Toast’ and ‘Egg Noodle’, and in true form a medium sized cockroach brazenly strolls across an adjoining table to check out the morning far…..but no one pays it any attention!
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by Sarah Bowles on Wednesday, February 9th, 2005
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