Symbol of historical dichotomy, Hong Kong owes the Chinese as much as it owes the British for its confounding dual identity. Steeped in tradition yet highly modern, progress has indeed come to this once British territory at a steep price (quite literally), yet the allure of this rapidly progressive city is undeniable. She’s got the good vibes that just keeps on drawing everyone in.

We spent the first night touring Kowloon, eating at a Cantonese restaurant near the subway’s Jordan Station. And then I had an Indian after-dinner meal bought from a restaurant where I had a little chat with the Pakistani waiter, who wanted to know more about the Philippines. So I told of him of the beaches and he told me about Pakistan’s mountains and farms.

For the next three days, it was exploring Hong Kong’s other popular attractions like the Ocean Park, the Victoria Peak, Disneyland, the Ngong Ping, Lantau Island, the Space Museum, and the Avenue of the Stars. We also ate at a novelty restaurant called the Modern Toilet Restaurant. Here, customers sit on a toilet bowl, eat from a mini-toilet bowl placed on a toilet sink, and drink from a cup shaped like a urinal. I had my Thai Chicken Spaghetti in Coconut Cream Sauce on a lavatory-shaped plate. The food’s not particularly special but thankfully it doesn’t taste like, well, $#!t.