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| This article originally appeared in the Washington Times as "Hong Kong's Magic". All text and photos by Craig Guillot. |
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| HONG KONG, CHINA - “You drink,” said the old man. Tearing the marble-sized gall bladder from the snake’s underbelly, he drained the black bile into a small dish before mixing with a bit of rice wine and a few drops of snake blood. As he slid the dish toward me I slammed down the concoction, continuing an ancient tradition and prepared to head out into the urban chaos that lay outside. Drinking snake bile at the base of a modern-day skyscraper is exactly the stark contrast about what makes this Special Administrative Region of China such an enticing destination. As a land where East meets West and old meets new, few places offer such variety. This is a place where Buddhist monks use palm pilots to check email, construction workers build modern-day skyscrapers using bamboo and ocean- going freighters ride side-by-side with century-old sampans. In the streets of Kowloon and Central, Porsches ride beside old women toting carts of dried seafood while Armani suits mix and mingle with blood-stained aprons and straw hats. Home to age-old traditions and leading-edge technology, Hong Kong is a magical place trapped somewhere between the past and the future. The Concrete Jungle I stumbled out into the streets to discover that this isn’t a place that can be seen on television or read about in a book. Urban Hong Kong is an intoxicating dose of smells, sights and sounds that attack the senses and leave visitors stunned like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming car. Wandering side streets of places like Mongkok, Ya Ma Tei and Tsim Tsa Tsui, I became lost in the endless ringing of cell phones, the beeping of alarm clocks in the market, the rumbling of buses, the blaring of radios and the endless chatter of Cantonese. And for the eyes, Hong Kong is one giant billboard of neon lights, decorated skyscrapers and sign upon sign, advertising everything from televisions and cell phones to fast food and underwear. But no sense of a place can ever be captured like its smell, which in Hong Kong is a strange mix of exhaust, fruit, barbecued meat and the stench of drying seafood. In Mongkok, one of the most densely-populated places in the world, I was swept from the underground train in an ocean of people. The crowd carried me through a series of overhead flyways and tightly-packed sidewalks, before releasing me to the tranquility of the Yuen Po Street Bird Garden. There were so many birds – including everything from macaws and cockatiels to parakeets and songbirds - that I heard the garden long before I saw it. Dozens of middle-aged men wandered the park with their birds in tow, resting their cages in trees for them to bask and perch in the sunlight. Just down the block, I found women battling for the best greenery in Mongkok’s Flower Market while the Ladies Market and Goldfish Market drew hefty crowds as well. While Hong Kong’s most intoxicating experiences can be found in its numerous markets, selling everything from live chickens to pirated DVDs, nothing is as exciting as the Temple Street Night Market. Just past the Tin Hau Temple where fortune tellers read the Chien Tung sticks and Cantonese opera performers sing their twangy tunes, I found almost four blocks of market madness that brought out the city’s true Chinese characteristics. Countless rickety stalls lay crammed and stitched together, where workers touted everything from mini-televisions and strobe lights to fake Rolexes and designer jeans. Blaring through the night was a constant blast of thumping techno music, a genre that makes the perfect soundtrack for such a high- tech society. When darkness fell over Hong Kong and the neon signs came to life, I would ride the Star Ferry to Kowloon, grab a seat on the harbor-front promenade and sit in awe at one of the most beautiful skylines in the world. Reflecting upon the choppy waters of Victoria Harbor, Central’s splendor lies in its hundreds of skyscrapers adorned with neon and billboards. During Christmas and Chinese New Year, this luminescent spectacle is only intensified with a bombardment of flashing lights, towering Christmas trees and lighted messages. Dominating the skyline is the towering presence of Two IFC, the third tallest building in the world. Feng Shui, the ancient Chinese art of placement, is perhaps more apparent in Hong Kong architecture and society than anywhere else in Asia. It dictates just about everything in Hong Kong, from the direction of one’s bed to the dates for a wedding or the merging of two firms. In Repulse Bay, there is a building with a huge square hole in the middle of it, which rumor has, is so that dragons who live in the mountains behind can get to the ocean for a drink. Even the front door of the Mandarin Hotel is slanted to keep evil spirits away while the Hopwell Center has a pool on the roof simply to counteract the building’s bad chi. And in Hong Kong, every number has significance, so much that people pay fortunes to have a license plate with the lucky number eight on it. Escape to Serenity When the hustle and bustle of Central Hong Kong and Kowloon began to wear me down, I would travel worlds away in less than an hour. While Hong Kong is known around the world for its concrete jungles, there are more than 250 islands in the region. From the seclusion of Peng Chau to the ramshackle inlets of the Tai O fishing village, rural Hong Kong lies in stark contrast to the one so often represented in martial arts films. In the tiny, dumbbell-shaped island of Cheung Chau, I discovered a charming fishing village wrapped around a typhoon shelter that housed and endless barrage of junks, sampans and fishing vessels. Lying along the waterfront were numerous restaurants which all adhered to the number one rule in Cantonese cuisine – it must be fresh. Each establishment boasted its own group of tubs which held everything from live grouper and lobster to more exotic specialties such as giant starfish and “scissor” shrimp. When darkness fell, the waterfront promenade came to life with romantic couples and families from the city. It isn’t very far to Hong Kong’s largest and most mountainous island, Lantau. High in the mountains near the center of the island, I found the world’s largest outdoor seated bronze Buddha, a majestical 85-foot creation that looks out over the landscape and can be seen from outlying islands on a clear day. Down by the coast, I cruised the canals of the Tai O fishing village, a ramshackle settlement of stilt houses perched on canals where locals left seafood out to dry. Less than a mile off of Lantau’ s rocky coast, I managed to track down some of the area’s rare pink dolphins. When it’s time to eat, Hong Kong has countless dai pai dongs and dim sum restaurants, nestled between its endless supply of Western fast food establishments. Loosely translated “touch the heart”, dim sum is the ultimate Cantonese culinary experience. A variety of steamed dumplings and rolls are served in small portions, usually in brightly-lit, loud rooms. In the old dim sum establishments of Central Hong Kong, I would find entire communities meeting for breakfast. The most critical aspect of Cantonese cuisine is that everything must be fresh. Most restaurants in Hong Kong hold live food and slaughter or clean it when ordered. Some of the more interesting local specialties include pigeon, frog, chicken feet and “thousand year old eggs” which I discovered have an acquired taste. As I did that first morning in Hong Kong, the gastrointestinally-adventurous can head to a snake shop for what has to be the ultimate culinary experience, the consumption of raw snake bile. When it’s time to head back to the city for the night, there’s nothing more relaxing than riding the top deck at night on one of the island ferries. Bouncing around in the South China Sea beneath a full moon, I would find an endless array of dimly-lit junks and sampans plying the choppy waters throughout the night. Nearing Hong Kong Island, Central’s neon-lit skyscrapers would beacon me back every evening from the dark ocean. Hong Kong by Foot A sore foot is the sign that one has truly experienced Hong Kong. Every night I would return to my hotel with callused and blistered feet, but I always found walking one of the most enjoyable means of transportation. Whether a flyway over the urban chaos of Mongkok, a stroll up one of the 800-meter Mid-Levels Escalator (one of the world’s longest escalators) or a dirt path in the backwoods of Lamma Island, this was a place made for walking. While Hong Kong is known around the world as an urban metropolis of skyscrapers, neon signs and martial arts stars, more than three fourths of its territory is undeveloped land while forty percent of the region is divided into 23 country parks. Numerous paved and unpaved trails wander throughout the islands of Hong Kong, leading visitors through stunning flora and fauna and past seaside villages, lonely monasteries and smoky temples. The number of trails here are almost baffling – it seems as if every village has more than a half dozen paths that lead to even more paths. Follow them long enough and you can walk your way around just about every square inch of land in Hong Kong. As the longest trail in region, the 62-mile Mac Lehose Trail weaves its way across the New Territories and follows the ridges near Pak Tam Chung, Hong Kong’s highest peak. While the trail’s length and steepness deters casual travelers, it is broken down into numerous sections, all of which are easily accessible by public transportation. When hiking some of Hong Kong’s trails, I discovered that every trail has numerous escape routes which quickly lead back to civilization by way of bus or sampan. But even in the concrete jungles of Kowloon and Central, walking is the best way to discover the bustling action and culture that lies packed between the skyscrapers on some of the city’s narrow streets. An endless array of markets, alleyways, temples and exciting neighborhoods lie just steps outside of the subway stations. Hoping aboard the high-speed KCR (Kowloon-Canton Railway), I headed off into the villages of the New Territories. Home to more traditional Cantonese culture and lacking the bustle of Central Hong Kong, the New Territories are home to countless temples, walled villages and chaotic markets. In Shatin, I followed the 400 steps to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Monastery, along a trail which was flanked by hundreds of golden monks. Each one had a different face, a different expression. In the monastery’s main temple were nearly thirteen thousand Buddhas, all neatly placed on shelves that encircled the temple. From a viewpoint near the temple, I could look out into the city below to see steel skyscrapers reaching for the sky, trains whizzing by at the speed of light and a population fixated with cell phones. It all lay encased in green rolling mountains, nestled in the blue waters of the South China Sea. Above it all stood a pagoda and ten thousand Buddhas. Trapped between the East and the West, caught between the past and the future, Hong Kong is not just a destination for the body. It’s a destination for the soul. GUIDEBOOK INFORMATION Getting There & Around Hong Kong is about a sixteen hour flight from the East and West Coast. Public transportation in Hong Kong is among the most clean, safe and efficient in the world. The MTR runs all around Central Hong Kong and the Kowloon Peninsula while the Kowloon-Canton Railway travels up through the New Territories to the Chinese border. An extensive ferry system also reached to the nearby islands of Lantau, Lamma, Cheung Chau and Peng Chau. Where to Stay While hotel rates in Hong Kong are among some of the worlds most expensive, the service and value is among the best in the world. Overlooking Central and the Harbor, Grand Hyatt Hong Kong, 1 Harbour Road, Hong Kong, People’s Republic of China, +852 2588 1234, http://hongkong.grand.hyatt. com, offers some of the most amazing views in the region. All rooms are elaborately decorated and designed in accordance with Feng Shui. The centrally-located JW Marriott Hong Kong, One Pacific Place, 88 Queensway Central, Hong Kong, +852 2810 8366, www.Marriott.com, lies just above an MTR station and offers fine views of the bay from its. The service is world-class. For those on a budget, Rent-a-Room Hong Kong, Flat A, Second Floor, Night Garden, 7-8 Tak Hing St., Ya Ma Tei, 2366 3011, www.rentaroomhk.com, has forty small, yet immaculate furnished rooms. Where to Eat Rainbow Seafood Restaurant, 16-20 First Street, Sok Kwu Wan, Lamma Island, 2982 8100, is a fine place to sample a variety of fresh seafood including grouper, crabs, oysters and starfish. Its waterfront location offers fine views of the harbor and the restaurant’s fish farms. The restaurant also has a shuttle boat to and from Central. Jumbo Floating Restaurant, Shum Wan Pier Drive, Wong Chuk Hang, Aberdeen, 2873 7111, www.jumbo.com.hk , is one of Hong Kong’s most unique eateries as the restaurant sits in a gargantuan boat which can accommodate up to 2,300 guests. They have an extensive selection of live seafood with reasonable prices. Yung Kee Restaurant, 32-40 Wellington Street, Central, 2522 1624, www.yungkee. com.hk, is a fancy three-story restaurant famous for its roast goose and Cantonese specialties. More Information Hong Kong Tourism Board www.discoverhongkong.com |
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