Going back to Zara

I feel like every piece of clothes I bought in the last few months have been Zara, whether in Tokyo, Jakarta, Beijing, or HK. I've stayed away from them for a while, as they wear down so fast. But they are so versatile, and I like how any combination works.



At the same time, I do look forward to buying more specific labels very soon, once I start traveling in the summer. I especially can't wait to shop in Sweden!

Chasing butterflies in Sai Kung

Who knew how hard it is to take photos of flying butterflies...

Weekend stroll in Macau

I can't believe I had not set foot in Macau before. It was only a 10-minute walk to the ferry and a 55-minute ride on the water, to a whole different world! It's very euro and much more manageable to walk around than Hong Kong. I shall come back again soon...



Macau was a Portuguese colony since the 16th century, and returned to China in the same year as Hong Kong in 1999. 30 sites are collectively listed as world heritage sites.

Hunan Province in China

I could not post anything as I was traveling through China this week. The government's ban on blogs and facebook indeed gave me a strange feeling, especially that I'm a novice to such situations.


A mother watching her child from the inside of the room...


Girls playing cards outside. Very picturesque.

I traveled from a village in the northeastern China close to Vladivostok called Mundanjian, through Beijing and Shanghai, all the way down to the southwest in Hunan, back to HK. As the last half of the travel was on a car, I felt like I saw all of China - some legs were 7 hours long! But of course this was a mere, tiny glimpse of what one can cover in one week.

The last stop was a little indigenous village in Hunan called Blue Mountains. As we crossed the village from the rather privleged side (due to tourism and some small industry) to the poor side, there was a sudden downgrade of road quality. And on the car, it was like a 90-minute long roller coaster! Yet, when we reached the top of the mountain and saw this view, all scary memories on the road were negated. The mountains were as beautiful as the name of the village (or exactly as the name thereof)...