My dad always tells me how good the Hongkong government is. Personal bias maybe because he grew up there? It was only until we visited his grandma's sister (Yes she's still alive and strong at 90 years old!) that I realized how good their system was. We went to this government subsidized housing place where she has been living for the past 10 years or so. It was really well-maintained compared to what I had imagined. I thought it was going to be some slum area, but wrong to the nth level was I. This father and son just came out of the condominium. I think it's so sweet how he takes his son for some play date. I remember how my dad use to carry me everywhere. As a child, I hated walking and so he would carry me on his shoulders all the time. How I wish I could do that again! Now if only I were 50 pounds lighter and him 10 years younger.
I miss being smaller than the playground! It looks like the cyclops just invaded the kids' territory!
H&M outfit/Zara Bag/Hongkong sandals/Forever 21 sunnies
Family portrait of my great grandmother's sister.
Tsim sha Tsui was our next stop! They have the biggest H&M there.
Afternoons are meant for merienda (snack). I was craving for the little pancakes again! YUM YUM YUM.
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