Hong Kong day 3 — In pictures
When I am in Asia, I like to take pictures of things that I don’t understand and then make up improbable stories to explain them.
For example, the picture above is of a young model and her angry, jealous, and overprotective stuffed animal boyfriend. She thinks she can fix him; she hopes she can smooth out his rough edges and bring out the teddy bear that lies within. He is both a jerk and a stuffed animal, but he may spend his life in total denial of both of these facts. They think they are in love, and perhaps they are. Their friends know the relationship is doomed, but they are holding their tongues; they know that when friends try to get in the way of two clueless lovers, it is the friendship, not the relationship, that will suffer.
“Buddhist Vassar Chinese Medical College.” It looks like something that can’t be explained, but oddly, I actually do know the story behind the Buddhist Vassar Chinese Medical College. Once I was walking on one of the jungle trails near the peak of Hong Kong island. I saw a group of people posing for a picture with a banner that read “Vassar Reunion” or something of that kind. My friend and I went to go talk to the people in the picture.
“So you went to Vassar?”
“Oh. My cousin went there.”
“Wait, your cousin went to a college in Hong Kong? You are American.”
“Vassar is in Hong Kong?”
“Well, this Vassar is in Hong Kong.”
“Vassar has a Hong Kong branch?”
“No. The founder of the Hong Kong Vassar university went to Vassar in the United States. She returned to Hong Kong to create a university. She named the university Vasser, just like the college that she attended.”
“Thanks. That makes sense.”
I met a new friend on the plane ride from Zurich to Hong Kong. She’s a Kiwi who was visiting Europe and then Hong Kong on business.We hit it off during the 13 hours we spent together in our cramped row of seats.
She said she had never been to Hong Kong before. I said I’d be happy to show her around some of my favorite places in Hong Kong when she was free.
A few days later we went to Lamma Island, a small island due West of Hong Kong Island. It’s populated by HK natives and expat hippies. There are no cars on the island; people get around by foot or on bicycle.