The lasting impression that the city of Hong Kong left on me when the husband and I visited a number of years ago, was a sense of awe at its immense city-ness, urban-ness and energy. I've yet to find another place that can match it, and it surprises many people to find out I still consider it the most beautiful city in the world, at least among the cities I've managed to visit. I found the dramatic hillsides sweeping into the sea and buckling under and endless march of highrises, a feast for the eye. The tropical waters were beautiful (and sinisterish, with their shark-nets to keep swimmer safe), and the way the east and west intertwined created a sustained sense of intrigue -- Authentic fish and chips followed by the best mango strips you can imagine. I must admit (a little guiltily) I've never met a former British colony I didn't love. These photographs don't capture many of the aspects I love about Hong Kong, and are purposefuly one dimensional, but I think they are beautiful as well. I'll have to try to find some of my old photos to post as a contrast to such a focused study on such a broad place, both in space and my imaginations.