Blast from the past: my first week in Hong Kong 28 years ago.
Here I am 22 years ago at the old Tiger Balm Gardens in Hong Kong. It was Christmas Day and I was with my mother, who was visiting me for a couple weeks that month. My dad had arrived earlier that month so they could spread their time out with me. I was married to the first husband then, but he was in China for a 3.5 months that fall and winter, so I guess my parents felt bad I was alone. It was actually all right to be alone then, but I always welcomed their company.
My mom and I thought this pig was funny. I hadn’t eaten pork in years at that time, so we were amazed by the girth of this swine. I miss the Tiger Balm Gardens. I’m sure some nondescript, luxe condo building stands in this space now. Why give the general public a park everyone can enjoy when you can make a killing from real estate?
I posted this photo on Instagram today, where I’ve been posting old travel photos for the last month or so. This is one I’ve had a love/hate relationship with. Hate because I always thought I was closing my eyes and that my posture could have been better. But I love it for so many more reasons: Hong Kong’s early 90s skyline, the different types of boats, the widened harbor (it’s much narrower now), and the view. I would take the train down to the harborfront in college and just stare across at the skyline and marvel that I was actually there, on the underbelly of China and in front of the most stunning scene I’d ever seen.
My friend Annie took this photo 20 years ago when I was pregnant and still living in Hong Kong. I remember this day as clearly as one can from two decades ago. We walked to the Jewish cemetery in Happy Valley and had lunch at Dim Sum there, then walked back through Wan Chai. I think we went into the Blue House when we were looking around and someone who lived there invited us in. The thing I can’t remember is where this photo was taken!
My maternity clothes weren’t the most fashionable, but they were pretty practical. I’m wearing my then-husband’s shirt and have my favorite wicker purse I bought a year or two earlier on Queens Road East before the rattan stores were demolished and that area was redeveloped.