Being in Hong Kong,

Hong Kong, oh, Hong Kong! I have been to Hong Kong, last visit make it the eight times. This London of Asia. Oriental in the eye of the west. A beautiful mess. Truly, to be and sleep in Hong Kong would make you embrace the crowd or sleep with isolation.
There are million ways to make things work, among the narrow street, beneath the skyscrapers, and inside the dense lego stacks. This woman works, that man works, everybody too, thus no one would be broke.
I personally like Lan Kwai Fong (蘭桂坊) street the most. It is not exactly the face of Hong Kong, but we could see ways of life in Hong Kong. The visitors, the expatriates, the residents, work. During few of the last visits, I see more. Hong Kong is beautiful indeed, also a place which filled by pride, but we would not stare to one beautiful thing continuously for a longer period, no?

Few months ago, I worked in Hong Kong for a company which is based in London. Well, not precisely working in Hong Kong, but the job requires me to make some trips from Guangzhou to Hong Kong. It was truly an honour to get to know my employer, John C. He is not precisely a human of Hong Kong, as he is a resident of Hong Kong, and born in Nanjing China.
Really big time, big time. He is someone that I respect. His work, passion, persistence, and compassion inspires me through so many ways. Besides, he is the most down to earth-really knowledgeable person I have ever known.

You see? I love making friends. I just believe that, what is a beautiful city without a friend to whom you would visit? What is (非常好吃的东西) a really delicious delicacies when you only have yourself to share all the joy with?