Hong Kong was the first city that I felt uncomfortable in. Going for a night walk there, however, felt like a good idea as that is the time when it is not hot and when most of the things are hidden from the eye and, hence, the mind.

I started the walk from the Jockey Club, surrounded with strong directional lights that, however, make the rest of the city disappear in the background and feel like the city is comprehendible. Just an illusion of that. There was also a lot of nature there so I liked walking around this artificial city within the city.

When I started naturally walking out of the nature cage of the sports club, Hong Kong opened up as a different city. Each turn lead me into another world with no warning. I felt like I was walking somewhere even though I was not. In HK it feels like everyone has no have their purpose and to do their work. You cannot just stroll in HK, you need to have a goal and go towards achieving it.

I was walking as if I wanted to escape. From the city and from myself. Blend with the darkness and find my piece. But a new turn always led to another fake street.

Do not take me wrong. Sometimes views were astonishing, amazing to look at. Amusing, distracting. Great! Just not for me. Or maybe not at the right time. 

The walk in HK felt like a spectacle, a staged performance where I was an actor who has forgotten the lines.