These are the days of the year when even the sun cannot drive away the heavy fog. It was already 9:40 AM on a weekend. The sun was fairly high in the sky, I was sweating from the running, yet the heavy fog covering most of the Hong Kong Island had still not yet lifted.
Somewhere on the West Kowloon Promenade, a cat was curled up, cleaning itself in the sun.
In many pharmacies (real and look-alikes), plenty of face masks were available now, from all over the world, in many different grades, at widely-ranged prices.
Practically everyone on the street was wearing a mask.
Another new restaurant is opening. One has to wonder whether this is a good time to open a new restaurant. So many are struggling, while many have actually closed down, temporally or even permanently.
On the other hand, a famous dish of 3-eyed cha-siu with rice (三眼仔叉燒飯) is available from one of the restaurants popular among the young. It was reasonably priced, and quite tasty. Business is brisk.
Out on Canton Road, there were few tourists. Looking down the road to the South, the Central Plaza looked not too far behind the Cultural Center. In reality, it was quite a long way on the other side of the harbour.
Looks can be deceiving, sometimes. Just like so many other things in Hong Kong.
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