Concert at Grappa's Cellar
Tonight I decided I’d try a story in pictures because to show Hong Kong I need both. So, this is thus the story of an ordinary Saturday night in HK.
We (us, the exchange students) had already gone out in the famous lame clubs of LKF (Lan Kwai Fong) on Friday, so Saturday we tried to have an easy night. First we had dinner at the residence. Great dinner. With Scottish Baileys for dessert. Then around midnight we started to shake ourselves and went toward HK Central to assist a rock show that my friend Lara had told me about; and it was actually quite fun to see a concert here. But since we were slightly late there was only half an hour of the show left, so we headed toward LKF to see this place while being sober, for once.
After hours
On the way I stopped and took this picture of a [late] worker. It was 1:30 a.m. Hong Kong literally never sleeps; everyone run 24h non stop.
Lan Kwai Fong
Anyways, we still made it to the busy LKF which we found quite more trashy now that we weren’t feverishly drunk. The place was packed, since it was Saturday night. It’s funny how perspectives change with alcohol. So we had a beer from 7/11, wandered among the crowd, and headed back to the residence.
Horny horns, and incredibly enough people buy and wear them...
I also noticed this peculiar phenomenon: I saw many people – boys and girls – wearing this astonishingly beautiful party accessory… and then I found the dealer. Why???
Finally we took a cab, one of these big Toyota that I haven’t seen anywhere else than here in HK. They must have a special factory producing these cars because they all look old fashioned, and yet some of the cars are brand new. I guess it gives a special ‘touch’ to Hong Kong.
Half an hour later we were back at the dear City University student residence, which I already find annoying. The walk between the university campus and the residence (5 min uphill) is the most tiresome: it’s almost impossible to reach at the residences without being soaked in your own sweat. And there are no shops around the residence, so one end up going up and down quite often.
Another critic (I like to criticize, of course) would be to the lack of place ‘to be’ on campus or at the residence. Since it’s bloody hot it’s not really nice to sit down outside, but there’s nowhere to go except the miniature bedroom and the Homey Kitchen!
Which of course leaves the pool; the fantastic 50m open-air swimming pool where I go almost everyday to swim and tan… And then beside the pool I also have to work on my homework: practicing portrait photography and write short stories… So I can’t really complain about my life in HK!
