I visited one of Hong Kong Island’s many beaches, bus hopping to Shek O where a sandy beach lay enclosed by colourful rocks.
The day was sweltering, even the sand like burning coals blistered my bare feet, but the water couldn’t have looked more inviting.
Opposite the beach, was a flotilla of restaurants. It was clear it was a cutthroat business with hagglers touting their wares as I strolled past, trying to reel me into their establishment. I settled on a place where I could view the ocean and enjoyed, yet another great Chinese meal.
