Landed into Hong Kong, the essential hub to all of Asia. Still the best airport in the world. Octopus cards working: check. Hong Kong Cantonese slang spoken: check. Mandarin spoken to me by customs officer for the first time: sad. I must have stopped looking Hong Konger and crossed over to the lesser cool mainlander Chinese. That or I don’t sport the HK fashion: glasses, bad skin, Louis Vuitton bag. J/k. I love HK, still.
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