To all the Swedish rock songs we’ll never sing
Chungking Mansions
Quite possibly the last of squalid lawlessness in the heart of Hong Kong, it’s the Kowloon Walled City I wish I could have been to, with hit-or-miss Indian food and that elusive Ghanaian home eatery I hope to visit before I leave Hong Kong. This might sound strange, my impression of Hong Kong changed for the better the last time I stayed here five years ago.
Chungking Mansions
36-44 Nathan Road, Tsim Sha Tsui
Kowloon, Hong Kong
Rainclouds came and stole my thunder
Must have been the way you look at me
Four slugs from a .44 no less no more
Paul Machenaud
Sorry we’re closed
A change of plans last minute after C came down with a bad case of food poisoning from oysters the night before. J and I made our way over to Annecy on the last day of the year only to find out the two authorized retailers which sell Opinel knives were closed.




























