It is always amazing to see a city wakes up and gradually living up to its reign. To see that, you need to rise slightly earlier than most people and grab a bite in a local restaurant. I never fail in doing that in Hong Kong. Waking up at 6am and have breakfast once the sun has surfaced, and taking time to slurp my porridge and drink my milk tea. It must be hot and you must see the steam to get the assurance. Not forgetting the duality of "Char Leong", crispy in the inside and soft in the outside. I will always eat it with lots of sesame and peanut sauce! The restaurant that you go to must also be somewhere well-hidden and laden with locals.
In this tiny little restaurant, I saw some really interesting characters. A man walks in and the moment he steps out, the restaurant staffs quickly made a comment about him. Calling him "your cousin", which I believe is referring to the mainland Chinese. A wise man stood up and says, we're all Chinese afterall. But the lady at the cashier counter pointed out, "one parent, but with two different children" It's already been 10 years, haven't they got it yet?
Well, at this very short moment, I have just witnessed the sentiments that exist at the grassroot level. When will all humankind finally accept that we are not that different afterall? What I mean is, can we look deeper than skin colour, nationalities, cultural backgrounds and accept others for who they are, looking for similarities rather than differences?
