Lantau Island – some memoirs

Waiting in the Rain

|In the rain, he awaits by the shore of a forgotten place. For the mail that won’t come. For the decrepit and dilapidated village that can only be home|

It was raining really hard when I took this photo on Lantau Island.  And this one dog just would not stay out of the rain.  I think he was having so much fun outside – I wish I could do the same. We ended up missing the last bus to Po Lin monastery, mostly because I really really had to go pee.. :/

Shopkeeper

I took this photo on the bus on our way back down to Tung Chung. This little shop/living shack offers the infamous “Mountain Water Tofu” which is the best tofu yet, supposedly very silky and pure because it is made with mountain water. You can see below those red painted words is a little miniature shrine for the gods of the ground – and probably the remains of innumerable incense. I wonder if they really still use water from the mountain but maybe so since this is on Lantau Island afterall. I really wonder if Lantau will soon be overrun with pollution and overpopulated like Kowloon and Hong Kong island is now. The middle tables are for Chinese chess I believe. On a sunny day, that is.

I really wonder what it is like to live like this and I wonder if I’ll ever have the chance to.