Musings on Life in Hong Kong

Her face is deeply lined. Her hands are gnarled. Her back is bent double. At her age, she should be enjoying the leisure of retirement. Yet ...

They are one of my favourite desserts. This is the flaky-shell type, probably with lard in it. - the real egg tarts. Those with non-flaky sh...

This is an elevated highway by the side of HuangHe (黃河) near Hancheng, right in front of Sima Qian’s (司馬遷) tomb. It must be close to 200 fee...

Getting out of the one school in Dang village 党家村, I was startled by a noise that sounded like a bunch of people arguing loudly. But I could...

There once a Mrs. Dang, formerly Ms. Niu in the Dang village 党家村. Her husband went to the capital to attend the national examinations, but d...

党家村 was and is a farming village. It was perhaps not much different from other villages in China until the end of the Qing Dynasty. While bo...

党家村 is a 600 year old village about 10 kilometers north of Hancheng. And was the real reason why I took the three hour bus ride from Xian. W...