HONG KONG | The noodles, the Tram and the foggy Peak

I always experienced an episode or two of bad luck during my travels. I don’t know why but like Bella in the Twilight Series I seemed to have a certain “magnet” for trouble. My knack for getting into one was so frustratingly consistent that my friends, even my father, started calling me the queen of disasters. Tsk tsk.

And yet to my dismay, my list of travel bad lucks has become even longer with our recent trip to Hong Kong.

Hong Kong’s dried delicacies: beans, mushrooms, dried fish, etc.

Our second day in Hong Kong started out with a gloomy weather. Temperature was down to a very cold 14 degrees and keeps dropping every few hours as rain lightly drizzled throughout the city. Soon, Cess and I were already shivering on our boots as we wander around the streets of Mongkok, trying to get a glimpse of the local culture while waiting for my brother and sister-in-law to arrive. Continue reading “HONG KONG | The noodles, the Tram and the foggy Peak” »