Tuesday out of a very male desire to be on top of things, I made my way to the lower Terminus of the Victoria Peak Tram, something that is always on those web articles about ten things to do in Hong Kong in a day. I should have known better. After shelling out a full stomach of dumpings worth of dollars I queued with the tourist horde and was injected into the tram. The ride was a little disconcerting due to the steep angle-I was glad I didn’t have to try to walk- the view was amazing if rather spoiled by the design of the train

I didn’t get a photo of the apartment window decorated with three brightly coloured teddy bears, which I’m sure has brightened the day of many a small child, in addition to at least one jaded backpacker.
Once at the top I had to pass through Hong Kongs’ biggest and trashiest souvenir shop, and past a selfie studio, muliple high priced cookie shops, jewellry shops (In case you are in sudden need of buying a string of pearls while suffering from altitude sickness) and one racially insensitive resturant, before finally reaching the top.

Which was honestly quite spectacular, mildly spoiled by the fact that wherever I stood was the exact place a dozen other people wanted to be standing and taking photos from.

Of course the need to take selfies is also on me, but I still claim as a lone traveller I was doing it before there was a word for it.

After being unceremoniously shoved into the tram to get back down, I made my way to Art Lane, where I enjoyed an iced mocha at a pet-friendly cafe (and patted a cute Scottish Terrier) and saw some lovely if politically neutral street art.

on my way back to Chungking Mansions, I took another walk through Kowloon City Park, where I saw some wonderful trees, and some wedding photography.

