From Day to Night

When it get's dark in Hong Kong it get's dark fast. It's one of the things I like most about coming home from work on a Saturday evening. Every time you look up into the sky it is a different colour, a darker shade of blue. I managed to capture a small  hint of the speed of this change in two pictures as I crossed a footbridge to get home:

All I did from one photo to the next was walk from one side of the footbridge to the other. Oh the speed of light.

A Day Out

Sometimes a day out merits a blog post. Today the sun was out, the humidity was low and the temperature was high. It was a lovely day...for going to a museum. In fact today was exactly my kind of lazy Sunday. First we headed off to the Hong Kong Museum of History, originally to see the Terracotta Warriors exhibition that is here till November, however it was sold out till 9pm... so the warriors will have to wait till another day! Fear not, we still went and meandered around the main exhibition, entitles "The Story of Hong Kong."

The Museum is brilliant. I feel I need another visit or 6 to really appreciate it (here is where the acquisition of a Museum Pass is going to come in handy I feel) but the first impression was a good one. There is lots going on without there being a sensory overload, and it is spread out, making it a more personal and contemplative experience. Your journey through the museum takes you chronologically through the "story" of Hong Kong becoming what it is today, concluding with a decent enough gift shop (who doesn't love a gift shop!)

Outside the Museum, alterations have been made in-tune with the special exhibition:

Following our cultural quota, we wended our way slowly back to Hong Kong Island, and to the IFC mall where we decided to try our luck in one of the cafe's. We plumped for Simply Life, a French feeling cafe with a view over Victoria Harbour (admittedly not at it's best at the moment, but somewhat bizarrely fascinating):

  

and with cups of tea that were not only spot on, but came in awesome cups:

And the day was rounded off in spectacular fashion with the purchase of a book from the shop round the corner... And all before my evening skype date with home. Museum > Tea > Books. My perfect Sunday.

The Dark Bathtub: #3

It had been many years since their marriage; since that first flush of new love; since that so called "honeymoon" period. True it had not always been easy, but who's life had? What mattered was that they were still here. Still together. United. No matter how many sunrises and sunsets they saw, no matter the moments of despair or happiness, they had each other to guide them through, to hold on to. They hold on to each other now, for balance as well as comfort. The years have been kind to them both, but old age catches up with them all. The shoulders begin to hunch and the steps becomes slower, more cautious. But they still did everything together and they had each other to support them, to tether them to life.