The reason this guy is pointing directly at me is that you pay while getting off the tram. And me — well — I forgot. Luckily, he was kind enough to chase me in his tram and sternly motion for me to remit my 2HKD fare. My favorite photos are at the bottom of this post, and the rest are on Facebook.
Today was another extremely fulfilling day, walking around Hong Kong with Bronson for several hours, discovering my new love for photography. This is my first time attempting photography that goes beyond casual posed shots with family and friends, and I’m finding it very addicting. Like with design, I’m finding a new way to aesthetically represent the world around me — and the Sociology student in me is loving the opportunity to explore the traffic of human life in photos.
Hong Kong, like other Asian cosmopolitan centers, thrives on its commercial prowess, and is replete with gigantic malls filled to the brim with patrons looking to enjoy duty free shopping. Unfortunately, here like Shanghai, class disparities are likewise omnipresent. Run-down apartments lay adjacent to sterling skyscrapers; shirtless street vendors peddle dragonfruit near expensive ex-pat bars.
