It’s not often that the stars align to allow DH and I to go on a trip sans kiddos, but this weekend they did, and we found ourselves in Hong Kong for 48 blissful, and did I say child-free, hours! (technically, I was tagging along, joy-riding on DH’s flight, while he worked his socks off flying there and back, but a girl has to grab some quality time with her man and the street markets when she can).
I’d honestly never seen such an incredible variety of goods for sale – you can literally revamp your wardrobe, buy a pet goldfish and entertain a child one street at a time
I’ve also never seen so many gaz-illions of people – 63,000 per square kilometre apparently. I must have bumped into at least a thousand of them whilst weaving through the crowds
And ALL connected and tapping away on electronic devices, on the go (even while walking)
With such a dense population it’s not surprising that the spread of infection is a concern, and I saw plenty of people wearing masks (along with signs on the metro saying anti-bacterial coating had been applied to the handrails, in addition to frequent disinfecting)
I loved the teeming metropolis though – from the lights to the shopping to the fusion of Chinese and Western influences, Hong Kong totally rocks