Post card from Hong Kong 1981

 

Busy street of Hong Kong
 

As my plane was about to land at the Hong Kong airport, I thought it was going to hit one of the high rise building on its flight path. Hong Kong city is built on a very tiny Island, it is unimaginably crowded by concrete buildings, the plane hitting one of these high in the sky building was the way I saw things ahead as the pilot started his climb down to the runway. The pilot must have done this journey hundreds of times before because he safely landed the plane and I lived to tell my tale.

Hong Kong was an expensive place and I found a crummy hotel with cockroaches to keep me company and luck was on my side too; I also met up with a German guy who had been to Hong Kong before and became my guide for few days of his stay in the city. The crowded, vibrant city of Hong Kong was full of shops and restaurants, bustling with human life, day and night. With the help of my new found German friend, who spoke perfect English, I managed to see life out of the city and swim in the sea and visit the Kowloon district for a river boat trip. It was all very refreshing.