The travel desk over at SAHDANDPROUD is rewriting the map of the world 80 words at a time and here’s how. In my usual dithery, too-many-places-and-enough-time, style I have procrastinated far too long about my entry.
And so now, in 80 words, for those are the rules, I shall attempt to transport you to Lamma Island, Hong Kong circa 1997…
Dubious jewel of the South China Sea. Land of the typhoon party and scene of the most wantonly misspent part of my youth. Home of Club Dreams, the thinking wastrel’s after-party of choice. Accessible by sampan, ferry or heli depending on time of day and state of health. Overlooked by power station chimneys and short-changed by the iron fist of grocer Granny Chan. Birthplace of enduring and treasured friendships and opening chapter of my own and many a love story.
Apologies for the fact that this is a very personal and indulgent memoir and also for the fact that it will in no way help you decide where to eat or stay while in HK. You see, that was then and I have no idea about now. Going back now would just about break my heart with fond memories.
Fancy another trip in 80 words or taking part in the travel writing revolution? Get yourself over to SAHDANDPROUD today.