One-hundred days have now come and gone in Hong Kong. A culmination of fleeting whispers of wisdom, the melodies of children’s laughter, forlorn moments of homesickness, a sharpened wherewithal—the city has graciously rumbled and purred and I have been fortunate enough to listen, digesting the surrounding ambiance while also reminiscing…
Posts published in November 2018
I am enraptured. The sunset sky of last night was invigorating: a pastel concoction of pink and orange, dotted with foam clouds graying with foreshadow of the coming nightfall. The atmosphere fell heavy upon the erect buildings, much like a drawn curtain though without the corrugation. The division between man…
There is a popular, atrocious smell that I became familiar with at the Shilin Night Market in Taipei: stinky tofu. The malodorous, fermented blocks of bean-curd invaded my nostrils like they harbored a personal vendetta. Long before my eyes beheld the tofu, my nose was made acutely aware of their…