Or playing Candy Crush, or scrolling mindlessly through your Facebook feed, or staring out the window, or staring into the black mirror of your sleeping mobile contemplating the transient nature of a life lived on the East Rail Line.
“There’s hiking, great bars and cheap restaurants, a cute little commercial street with plenty of street food, and I don’t have to take an hour-long minibus from Mong Kok if we stay out past midnight (…. but you will!).”
Until you realize that just getting to Central costs $30 each way.
One of us! One of us!
The nights are darker, the air is fresher, and you can even hear crickets chirping. It’s like sleeping in the country!
You came all the way here to have dinner? Will you marry me?
Sai Kung? Sure. The Wetland Park? Love to. Tuen Mun? Sounds great. Wan Chai for any reason? Save it for a weekday happy hour.
How about you staycation on my couch and give me the $600 instead?
Take me away from here.