Bigger is better

Hong Kong is fantabulously brilltastic.

This statement, one you have no doubt heard at least once a day since you could comprehend speech, is one I can safely say is as true as other true things I have uttered those times I uttered true things. It has everything really, great transport, cheap yet bmx cool food, sickmad museums, the largest buddha that happens to be sitting and free tai chi lessons every second day during the working week.
People are friendly and know you don't have a clue how to speak their language, and are ok with that. There is always something to do no matter the hour, be it go to the beach or just chillax in a rad cool park watching a totally extreme tops kung fu demo.

I enjoyed my time in the H to the K, it was a solo flight, although I couchsurfed with a very international group of english teachers they worked, and did their thing, and I did my, (far more awesome), thing.
I find solo much easier for exploratating, photographeration and street-marketing-it-up, as my pace was the inspiration for the Tortoise I feel bad for waiting 3 minutes for lights to change so I can get a street shot without the bus in the way. But, as I now trawl through the mess of thousands of unsorted photos i find my favorite are often taken with company...

To conclude another long late night rant about little, I left Hong Kong hardly having touched my to-see/do list but happy that I saw the crazy town, and now I am in Bangkok.

You know its time to think about going home when you want to use the airline codes for all the city names.