Uniform Hongkong from Kowloon Tong to tranquility Bay.

The air in the narrow gap between the rapid shuttle the rapids, a high frequency chirping roaring, people are gathering in crowds and groups of ants, the incandescent lamp light bustling about, exhausted and numb. A car or subway, is there any other way to embrace the city? Perhaps, from Kowloon Tong clamor to Repulse Bay quiet, from Huang Daxian road to Lamma winds through the city, at this rate, the best.

Uniform Hongkong

Green Kowloon Tong open quick Repulse Bay

The original start a journey, just a thought. Spring, came to his put half day, pushing a bicycle from Kowloon tong. This time, no suits, no shoes, no folders and notebooks, only a shell of Baishan car. The usual "as the shadow follows the form" work behind, along the E22 road bus routes, departure.

When the bicycle, wonderful thing happened: bring 360 �� view, new, complete, not the same as Hongkong. It is no longer cold or Babbitt, reinforced concrete gray is shade clumps of green substitution. Smell, the air was filled with the flavor will gradually become purely because of road. All of this, such as jazz brisk pace, is in my hands. Whether it is almost reached at the Polytechnic University, or will eventually arrived in Clear Water Bay, every goal exciting. Imagine the bike down on the beach, running toward the coast of pleasure, the heart will take off.

The peak tourist train

Just across the university soon after that is a sharp turn of the intersection, it is at the top of a hill, light a red and yellow are slowly turn, in the opposite direction to go far. Stop the bike, watched the minibus away, then turned and looked up, even from the southern hardwood gap mottled, saw a piece of hard browsing cannot panoramic beauty. The original has arrived in the Highlands, the canvas in front of the deep blue sea level such as covered with paint, colorful and profound. The sea is connected together or in isolation of the large and small Islands, like Turquoise scattered in the sky. And to the right look, a scimitar like pale golden beach, it is the Repulse Bay. Perhaps the reality of the ride, and there is no speeding a buzzing sound, but the kind of progress toward the Pacific Ocean of pleasure, or clearly printed on the brain.