A realization

Something occurred to me this week: I live in Hong Kong.

I live here:


This has taken four months to sink in, and I mostly have Katie to thank for it.

Katie and I went to college together. In fact, because she lived down the hall from me during my freshman year, she was one of the first people I met in college. And since she had never been to Hong Kong before, it was a great excuse to run out and do many of the touristy things I haven’t really done.

I like living here, but I didn’t really see the city for what it is. For me, discovering Hong Kong has been about less about eating noodles and riding the ferry across the harbor and more about finding a place to live and learning how the buses work and picking up some Cantonese and finding the grocery store and generally figuring out how to live in a new city. I left Hong Kong Island only once during the first month and a half that I lived here (and only because I had to go to Macau to get my visa activated). I carried my camera around, but I rarely took it out of the case. Until this week.

This week, Katie and I were tourists. And I finally began to see just how cool this city really is.

Check it out for yourself: