In order to understand how unique Hong Kong is compare to the world, one would have look at its history. During the collapse of the Qin dynasty many years ago, Hong Kong was on “loan” to the British empire after the defeat in the opium war. Under the role of the British empire, Hong Kong was given freedom and it grew from a small fishing village into one of the biggest trading economy in the world. Hong Kong is located at the southern tip of China and naturally it serves as a gateway into China from the western world with its deep water harbors and ports.
Due to the position of Hong Kong politically and geographically, it has became the middle ground of the east and west. People from all over the world came to Hong Kong to trade, and brought their culture into Hong Kong, slowly they integrated and became locals themselves. In my opinion, what truly spectacular about Hong Kong is that not only they manage to have so many different cultures coexist in such a small city but they are able to mix everything together and invent their own, the Hong Kong culture.
During my stay in Hong Kong, I love spending time on the Hong Kong Trams or “Ding Ding” as Hong Kongers like to call it. I would spend my day on the trams going from the east to the west side of Hong Kong island and people watch. I would put my camera up and take shots whenever something interesting show up on my viewfinder. I ran into many walks of life during my many rides on the “Ding Ding”, students, housewives, tourists, foreign housemaids from South East Asia, sales people running between locations for their clients and many more. One thing I found very fascinating is that no matter if their ride is 10 minutes or an hour, Hong Kongers tend to utilize their time on transit to nap or bury their head into their smartphones conducting their many hustles. It is definitely interesting and eye opening for me to witness but I am not sure how will i endure this tormenting lifestyle if I have to do it myself.
Even though I was born in Hong Kong and spent my first decade of my life in this place, I’ve never really feel this is somewhere I can call home. I can definitely relate to them on many levels but yet at the same time I feel like I can’t be anymore further away with their way of life. However, I do absolutely admire their never stop fighting and never give up mentality, although it seems it has faded away for the past few years but I do believe the younger generation of Hong Kongers will pick up the torch and carry on and make them a proud bunch again.
I am not a good writer, but I do love to tell stories so I’ve struggled way longer than I expected to get this story done all by myself. At the end of the day, I am glad I wrote this because this is truly my own story, my own perspectives, my own words and for this, I am grateful. On the other hand, I think the images I captured are way better than my writing, but I do enjoy exploring different channels to become a better storyteller, and this is something that I will continue to do. I am happy if you enjoy this little story of mine, but if you don’t, hopefully I will be able to change your mind in the future. Until then, I suggest you to go back to the beginning and re-read this story again one more time, it may just change your mind.