It was a magical trip not only because I returned to a place I’d called home for much of my twenties (and a bit of my nineteenth year), but also because it was his first trip there.
And he had a fantastic time, soaking in the sights, sounds, smells, and tastes of the place.
This is one of the initial photos he took on our first day. The location of the bird market was new to me, too. When I lived in Hong Kong, it was housed along a dingy alley surrounded by old buildings. That old market had a ton of character, but I also enjoyed the new one.
I love this photo because it tells a lot about the bird market. The cages filled with birds. The wooden cages hanging form the beam off to the left. There’s even a small cage with a cloth cover to shade the bird inside from the outside stimuli. And a prized bird on a faux tree stump. A lone umbrella in case of rain. The leaf motif on the wall in the background is part of the new bird market.