Mr Little Jeans

This song! Wow! Mr Little Jeans, I love you. Who is the girl behind this magical voice? Well, she’s small and Norwegian and she makes me want to dance in a purple forest under the full moon all night long. And that choir, now that’s some talent! I can’t wait to listen to the rest of her songs.

I love this video too! It compliments my life nicely right now. I hope there really is someone watching over me.

What have you been listening to lately? Feel free to share some music inspiration in the comments below, infact please do!

Verging on the Rosy

These streets smell of dried fish and traditional Chinese medicine, with a spritz of my Mum’s perfume thrown in to make me feel at home. There aren’t any bicycles but there are old-school style trams to make up for it. As I sat at the front of the upper deck on the way to work today, my freshly-combed hair tangling in the ocean breeze, I thought about the past week’s happenings.

I moved to Hong Kong. I left my sweet Taipei early Saturday morning and sleepily flew towards the big city. As I landed, bright sunshine was beating down, and it seemed that summer was going to be prolonged here. I watched all of the aeroplanes floating just above the trees, ready for lift-off, and wondered about where they were going.

Then I wondered, where am I going?

The mountains were hazy. All I could see were the cable cars drifting up the dewy sides, carrying the masses to dabble in a bit of enlightenment alongside the big buddha.

I felt so far from Taiwan. The ocean sparkled though and I started to feel a bit better.

The entire week seemed to fly by in a muddle of commuting and computers and my eyes are a little blood-shot from the experience, but I’ve finally been able to unpack and I couldn’t have asked for a cosier abode to call ‘home’ for the next wee while.

I’m a stones-throw from the big ocean, and let me tell you- standing on that pier and looking out at the Hong Kong skyline is pretty special. It’s hard to believe I’m really living in the centre of it all. From my bed all I can see are blossoming buds on the trees and the tops of the old trams sailing by along their rusty, old tracks. My alarm clock is their ‘ding-a-ling-ling’ tinkle, with a sprinkling of morning sunshine.

It’s all so new and feels light years away from my sleepy, familiar Taiwan, but I’m sure I’ll get used to it. The start of new adventures are always tinted with a little ‘blue’ now and again, but I’m getting into the routine of things and I’ve even found a red bean bun shop, so it’s verging on the rosy.

I can’t wait to have some pics to show you, especially some new analogue ones- seeing as that’s part of my job and all that jazz.

I’ll leave you with a little tease of a typical Sunday sunset in my new city…


Living in a Bubble

Flocks of wings flap across the haze of the gentle ‘tetris’ cityscape. We wander along by the marsh and marvel at our continuity. Once again, we’ve come full circle. It’s ending as it ended before and we breathe a sigh of relief at the pure coincidence of it all. Somehow, the sunset seems smaller out here in the west. Almost as if it’s holding something back, afraid of leaking too many pastels onto the sky. The birds too, fly east. Is it safer over that way?

I’m flying west and push any signs of symbolism out of my head. We continue walking west for a few minutes, edging closer to the industrial side of town. To the east, everything is still blue, familiar in it’s nostalgic way. We wait for the bikers to blast up onto the bridge before darting across, back to our safe little bubble, if only for a few more days.


 Photo taken by Gamy Wong

the moments before a sunset


In the days before a new adventure, I’m too excited to sleep. I seem to flounder on in a sea of sleeplessness, with every moment seeming to bask in the kind of light we would usually associate with late afternoon sunshine. I feel like that’s the most nostalgic time of day. Dust seems to float around on every surface and everyone looks more thoughtful. The streets are strangely serene, enjoying the last fleeting seconds of calm before rush-hour hits full force.

I feel so comfortable and safe in these moments. Today I wanted to freeze it all, to savour these sleepy back streets with their smells of lingering incense, to sit on an old crooked chair and watch the sky deepen in that last instant before the engines rev to life and the chopsticks come out to play.

These minutes leading up to a sunset are very similar to how I feel in the days before a new adventure. Do you know what I mean?

Dear Glitter City…

It’s official, I can finally say that I have made my decision and no Magic 8 Ball was shaken in the process. I made the decision all by myself, well, with a few little fateful signs thrown in for good measure (of course).



Wow, suddenly it feels so real writing it in capital letters like that. It felt even more real when I clicked ‘purchase’ on the flight ticket earlier tonight. It’s all booked, I’m all set, a new adventure is just on the horizon and I am E X C I T E D. It just so happens that on this exact day, exactly four years ago, I set foot in Hong Kong for the first time in my life (The picture above is from that day…how happy do I look!! I felt so free in that moment- so relieved to have a little break from China, so blessed to have my Mum visiting, so young and new to the world of adventuring). I remember because it was the October 1st National Holiday and the streets were abuzz with crowds of excited tourists and locals alike, all preparing for the epic feast of fireworks that would add to the glam and glitter that so encompasses Hong Kong. I was one of those excited innocent young beings dashing through the streets to make it to the harbour on time. Due to being caught up in a rather delicious plate of dim sum, I didn’t quite make it. I did however, allow myself to get washed along and picked up, dancing and tripping over the feet of other city-goers, as we stood in the middle of the vast street, soaking Hong Kong up in all it’s beauty.

And now I can be a part of that crazy, glitter city every single day! I’m moving to Hong Kong!! I cannot contain my excitement at the thought of exploring a new place again. Actually, it doesn’t really matter how long I’ve lived somewhere- I never grow tired of exploring. Ah, but Hong Kong- so many little streets to get lost in, so many islands to hop, so many parts of the ocean all around to dip my tired feet in, so many new people to meet, so many brand-new and wonderful things to encounter and let into my life.

I never could have imagined that I’d have the chance to live there one day. It was always the city I escaped to when things became busy and exhausting in Shenzhen. I’d dart across the border to rejuvenate, purchase a book or two, stock up on real chocolate, visit my lovely Hong Kong friends or visit my favourite little getaway- Lamma Island.

Hong Kong is everything I’m looking for right now; an exciting, creative work opportunity, a chance to live with some of my closest friends from days gone by, a new city to inspire and intrigue me everyday, and despite it’s masses of people- hopefully the breath of fresh air I’ve been craving.

I am so looking forward to sharing my daily stories and adventures here on the blog. Perhaps Hong Kong and I will even become quite good friends. Leaving behind my beloved Taiwan (AGAIN!) is going to be so sad, but Taipei is just a one hour plane ride away and due to all the sneaky little signs lately, I think Taipei is pushing me to broaden my horizons and kick me back out into the big, bad world where it’s not all sparkly streets and sweet red bean buns all the time. Oh man, I LOVE Taiwan.


I am so so ready for this new challenge! Hong Kong, let’s do this!


This picture was taken last year as I jumped off the Star Ferry to go meet my friend Angel for dinner before heading to see The Jezabels live in concert. It was one of those unbelievably special moments. All of Hong Kong just stopped as this beautiful rainbow arched across the city from one island to the next. It was definitely a rare, precious occurrence in a city as bustling and non-stop go go go as Hong Kong is. I’ll never forget it and I hope I get to see plenty more rainbows in that big city.

Hong Kong, I’ll see you on Saturday.