Peng Chau.

In the villiage now. No cars, just bikes and feet. People are fishing off the bridge, everyone says hello with a smile and asks who I am. Community tai chi and stealing fruit from a neighbouring tree. This place is something else.

One of the small islands in the Hong Kong area is Peng Chau. An hour and a bit outside of city center, it's tiny, even by HK standards. More like a villiage than a city, if you ask me. This is me outside my uncle's house.

He used to live here with my aunt and my two cousins, but they've since moved to Kowloon because the commute in the morning was killer.

This is a yellow fruit tree in the neighbour's yard. I've never had yellow fruit before, nor was I aware of its existence before today. It's something like a lichee, but less meaty and more juicy. Smaller too. The way my uncle was describing it, I really wanted to try one. Of course, it's not in his yard...

Eh what the hell. If you can reach it by leaning out the second storey window, then that's close enough to ownership for my conscience. Actually, my uncle seems to be friends with most of the island, so this sort of neighbourly redistribution of wealth is common.

It's nice in here. Not a whole lot of room, but cosy. And because the main window faces east, you got lots of sunshine during the day. I slept on the couch (on the right) and thought I was being beamed up by aliens or something, but it was just the sun.

It's kinda cool here. A big change from the craziness in HK. I didn't expect there to be places like this left here. I was imagining Blade Runner, replicants and all. My uncle keeps this place just to get away from the city. It'll keep you sane longer than the average HKer.

The streets of Peng Chau. This place is absolutely tiny. You can walk the length of the island in about an hour or two. Kinda got that small town feeling though, it's cool. We're on our way to meet my uncle's neighbours, Mr. and Mrs. Lau.

We're kinda late, but no motorized vehicles outside of the local ambulance are allowed on the islands, so we have to walk fast. I saw all sorts of stuff I wanted to shoot, but I didn't want to slow us down too much, so I just took shots as I was walking. That's why there are so many of my uncle's back.

This was a hard one. I hade to wait until the person inside stopped looking out of it before I could take the shot.

10 minutes late - no thanks to that last shot of the window I took. Mr. and Mrs. Lau have an incredible grasp of English. Chalk that up to the fact that they are back and forth from Vancouver. Actually Mrs. Lau is fluent, she used to work at some hotel in HK. It's always a pleasant surprise to find a fellow English-speaker in a foreign land.

Waiting at the pier for the boat to Kowloon. Where the heck did all these chairs come from?
Some locals hanging out under the trees.
 
By the pier.