Loving Hong Kong: Part 1

After a wobbly start back in Hong Kong post my holiday back home, things seemed to have changed, significantly. This weekend, I've done a complete 180 and I've well and truly fallen for it, and I've fallen hard. It most definitely has something to do with the fact that the weather has been AH-mazing. Just brilliant. Superb. Picture perfect blue skies every day, a balmy mid-20 degree temperature, minimal humudity and lots to keep me busy has meant a smile has been constantly plastered across my face. And that bubble of excitement that I first felt when I arrived seems to have made its way back to the surface, where I'm hoping it will decide to stay! Oh yeah, and for some reason I'd forgotten that I live on a tropical island in South East Asia. Musn't forget that teeny awesome fact.

Some great friends here have just bought a car, which is such a treat in a city dominated by taxis, trams, buses, minibuses and the good old motorised escalator. We all thought we'd make the most of this new found freedom and head out to the south of the island to take the bad boy for a spin and grab some grub. We took ourselves off to Shek O after a false start at Deepwater Bay. FYI for you locals....Coco Thai and Copacabana have shut down. Computer says nooooo..... 


Shek O is the furthest beach on the southern side of the island and unlike many of the other beaches, actually has waves. I know! Crazy. It has the vibe of a little coastal shanty town somewhere in Thailand, is full of colour, surfboards and bohos and is a brilliant escape from the sometimes suffocating madness of Central.

Pardon my French

After wow-ing at the beach and the temperature of the water and the whole holiday-ness of it, we tore ourselves away for some grub at the Black Sheep, a great little Western style cafe in the hub of the town. The ambiance, the pizza, the prawns, the squid and the salad were great, as was the nightclub-esque annex which lead to the beach-shack of a unisex toilet clearly designed for the gnomes guarding the entrance.

After a great drive back home with Tom Petty blaring, we bunkered down for a few home-made Margharitas at our friends' place. I had a superb cocktail in my hand, great chat with great friends, great tunes in the background, my husband by my side and a smile from ear to ear.

I think I may have found my Happy Hong Kong place.....