The busting streets of Kowloon (the part of Hong Kong attached to the mainland, where were staying,) typefied the Hong Kong experience we imagined from the movies. Streets teeming with millions of Chinese, packed with cars, taxis mostly (they're all the same, red with grey tops, Toyotas,) illuminated at night by an overwhelming wattage of signs,signs and more signs. The nearly claustaphobic hustle and bustle was the perfect contrast to the wide-open natural beauty and quaint peacefulness of the African portion to our journey. I think we are headed to the ferry in this picture, making our way to Hong Kong Island for a little late night self-guided tour. (Okay. Fine. We were looking for the gay bar...)
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