High above Hong Kong
What can I say about Hong Kong except that it's high? It seems that every building in this city is a high rise. And by far one of the ugliest is the Bank of America building. D'oh!
As compared with mainland China, Hong Kong is extremely wealthy--there's an Armani or some other designer store on seemingly every corner. It's very Western for an Eastern city. I can't say most people speak English, but most signs at least are in English, so it's easy enough to get around. And there are a lot of foriegn businesspeople, especially in Central Hong Kong--one of the nicer districts.
Hong Kong is a difficult city to pin down. It's extremely fast-paced--it's virtually impossible to find a lazy streetside cafe good for people-watching. But at the same time it's got random lush, green parks that make for a wonderful break from that fast-pacedness.
I'll hold off complete judgment until I've had more time to digest it all, but all in all, Hong Kong is a lovely city. But it's no Shanghai.
As compared with mainland China, Hong Kong is extremely wealthy--there's an Armani or some other designer store on seemingly every corner. It's very Western for an Eastern city. I can't say most people speak English, but most signs at least are in English, so it's easy enough to get around. And there are a lot of foriegn businesspeople, especially in Central Hong Kong--one of the nicer districts.
Hong Kong is a difficult city to pin down. It's extremely fast-paced--it's virtually impossible to find a lazy streetside cafe good for people-watching. But at the same time it's got random lush, green parks that make for a wonderful break from that fast-pacedness.
I'll hold off complete judgment until I've had more time to digest it all, but all in all, Hong Kong is a lovely city. But it's no Shanghai.
posted by Mer @ 3/02/2007 03:36:00 AM
2 Comments:
At 3/02/2007 4:54 PM,
Marvelous M said…
Everyone keeps asking me when you're coming back. After your bloggie i don't know what to tell them now. You are going to have to settle a dispute between Mohit, Fahad, Joe, Ernie and myself. You are the key to our lock. The gin to our tonic. The peanut butter to our jelly. You get it. Miss you bunches. Get back safe.
M
At 11/11/2008 4:58 AM,
Anonymous said…
Well written article.
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