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Hong Kong last summer. I only took four analog pictures, but for me they've captured our few days in the city perfectly, and looking at them now makes me remember the strange smells, sounds and humid weather.
Whenever we talk about it now, my mum always says she felt uncomfortable there because she couldn't read any signs, but that's what I loved most about it. It's so nice sometimes not to notice everything. It is like walking around a city with headphones on. And don't they say that by shutting off one sense, you will use the others better? I think it works like that with strange languages as well. 

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In an empty room, not quite able to say goodbye to the posters and pictures on my walls just yet, I listen to this, thanks to mr. bladzijde for passing it on.

We saw Leipzig, New York, Las Vegas, Rotterdam and China and sat down to enjoy the view. When I came home I couldn't speak anymore.

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Hong Kong is quite an insane place, but I like it here. the buildings are incredibly high and they have escalators in the city. It's hot and for the first time in years I walked around barelegged. Now we're in a tiny hotel room and I'm listening to Sufjan Stevens and reading about art. Tomorrow we're going to Australia. I hope they have movies on the plane as well. That was exciting. meow. (I saw a cat today. It was the only animal I saw, besides a dead babybird on the street).