This postcard shows what my mom saw when she stayed at the Sun Ya Hotel in Hong Kong almost 50 years ago. When I look at the jumble of signs–tall and short, vertical and horizontal, neon and unlit–I think Vegas has nothing on this place, even back in 1962.
I wonder if my mom tucked into the ABC Bakery for a scrummy piece of cake or a buttery pastry? I’m sure the bakery is long gone (I was pretty fluent in Hong Kong bakeries, and arrived in the territory after the Russian bakeries had been replaced by Maria’s or Maxim’s). Several shops down the street was the May May Department Store. My mom has raved about the beaded sweaters in Hong Kong back then (I’ve been the lucky recipient of those), so I wonder if she bought any at the May May, which means beautiful.
As old as this picture is, some things haven’t changed. The lorry (truck) in the lower left corner could still be around. I often saw vehicles like that–or more rustic–slink along the busy streets of Hong Kong.
And some things don’t make sense. Notice the street lamps in the middle of the road, lost in the glare of the neon signs. I wonder why they even bothered. The neon lights surely illuminated the streets until daybreak.