It’s so weird to be typing a new blog post about something that happened more than 4 years ago. It’s also weird that it both feels recent and so long ago at the same time. I always say that Hong Kong holds a special place in my heart because it was the first country my friends and I went to after we graduated college. Now, it holds another new, fond memory, because my family and I recently went to Hong Kong as well. And I want to have them all documented which is why I’m still writing about my backlogs from four years ago. So, here I am, trying to write down bits and pieces of what I remember, with photos that I still have (did I mention my hard drive crashed while I was in the middle of backing up my files so I only have a few folders saved?). Fun times.
I think it’s not crazy to generalize that people from Manila gets cold easily. I mean, if it drops to lower 20 degrees, we already bring out our sweaters and jackets. It was 15 degrees on our second day in Hong Kong. It was the first time I experience that kind of cold that I considered skipping the shower and just layering up. But fret not, people, as my friends and I manage to drag ourselves to the shower and pray that the hot water doesn’t run out before we stay the day.