August has never been a special month for me — it’s almost like Wednesday #humpday feels — like, you barely survived for 7 months, but then you realize Christmas is still 5 months away.
This year, though, is different.
On August 26th, 7 years ago, I landed in Hong Kong for the first time.
YES, you’re right – 7 years. Crazy, huh? I mean, I still get asked for an ID in a casino or a club, but here I am, 7 years later, still having a love hate relationship with Hong Kong.
So that’s why, despite the constant love-hate relationship feeling with this country, I’m creating a new series here: Life in Hong Kong. Yeah, pretty much self explanatory, no? I dedicated this to myself and my Hong Kong days.
After all, this place is my home since 2013.
Hong Kong | 2020