Guest Post by Jane Lui
Prologue. I've been in Hong Kong for two weeks. It's currently 90 degree, pouring rain, and absolutely beautiful. The heat is definitely more stubborn than I remembered… but maybe I'm not remembering right. It's been a long time. I don't come back often and when I do, I feel a lot — memories, changes, what ifs, the lot. So I usually ride heavily on nostalgia, visiting every haunt and old-timer cuisine I can find to negotiate with my roots.
Strangely, Hong Kong seems to be doing the same thing.