On Love in Hong Kong (1)
My dating life in Hong Kong can best be described as a series of mishaps and ill choices, interspersed with a healthy scattering of bat-shit crazies. I arrived in Hong Kong at the ripe age of 32 – some would … Continued
My dating life in Hong Kong can best be described as a series of mishaps and ill choices, interspersed with a healthy scattering of bat-shit crazies. I arrived in Hong Kong at the ripe age of 32 – some would … Continued
This lunch hour, I went to a slightly discrepit looking Shanghai-style noodle house in one of Causeway Bay’s ever gentrifying streets, I think it was called “Noodlicious”, which I thought was rather creative, despite there not being an English language … Continued