I’ve received mixed messages in the feedback I’ve gotten back on the blog so far. Some people have really dug the travelogue-y way I’ve been writing. Others have mentioned that they’d appreciate a more concise reading experience; more a series of observations, rather than a running commentary. Fair enough. I figured I’d try the latter
Tag: Hong Kong
After a forty minute train ride from our lousy guesthouse in Tsim Sha Tsui, our second morning in Hong Kong, J and I boarded a bus in Tung Chung, way out on Lantau Island. Another forty-odd minutes on a bus, and we’d be at our destination: Po Lin Monastery, and the Tian Tan Buddha.
While my previous post pretty much summed up my thoughts about Shenzhen (specifically, the feeling of a lack of a distinct culture to the city), there were a couple experiences in the last two days J and I spent there that stood out for me.
As my bathroom scale can attest, I definitely did not go hungry.