Narrative Transport. The official Michael Pryor website.


Hong Kong was unexpected. All my anticipation and planning had concentrated on London. The Hong Kong stopover hadn’t slipped off my radar, but because I was visiting two schools while there, I was still in work mode, not holiday mode. So driving from the airport to our hotel was a revelation. Hong Kong is so beautiful – in between all the development. Dramatic mountains soaring through clouds, green lushness everywhere, contrasting hugely with the human footprint of bridges, high-rise, freeways and roads.

After checking in, we walked around, finding the ferry departure I’d have to use for one of my school visits. Much of Hong Kong is twenty-first century go ahead, gleam and shine, but it doesn’t take much to find a 1960s Hong Kong with street vendors, rickshaws and clamour. It bustles, it hustles, it confronts you every which way.

I loved it. Colour and movement everywhere, it was a little breathless, but vastly entertaining.

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