So, this weekend kicks off the Chinese Lunar New Year, so the atmosphere is sorta like Christmastime back in the States. Everyone’s a little more relaxed, family-oriented, and not so interested in work. In fact, in mainland China, the factory workers take the entire next month off, which kinda makes up for the whole working-on-Saturdays thing (still not worth it, if you ask me).
Throughout Hong Kong, they have these New Year’s festivals all over the place, with the biggest one going down in Causeway Bay. So we headed out there tonight, and it was the biggest mistake of our young lives. I’ve never seen so many people in one place before.. it was kinda like being at a concert, stuck in the moshpit, but everyone is all moving forward at the same time. It was the perfect environment to simultaneously develop a healthy combo of claustrophobia and agoraphobia.
The vendors were selling pinwheels, red silk boxers, blow-up hats, and since it’s the Year of the Cow in the Chinese calendar, all kinds of cow paraphenalia. Cow toilet seat covers? Cow foam trucker caps? Even beef jerky.
Anyways, check the vid. Takes a minute to load. Patience, my young Padawan.