Over Christmas I made a trip to Hong Kong with my mom and sister, because my grandma is unwell. We tried to spend as much time as possible with her, knowing also that having visitors was also tiring for both my grandparents. So my sister and I did quite a bit of wandering. 

The grimy streets, the humid air, the plume of exhaust every time a bus passes by on the narrow street. The palm trees, the emerald mountains, the tropical plants blooming in December. People who would speed walk right into you if you don’t make way quickly enough. The sea that always smells faintly like the sewer. 

I love every tree, every brick, every grimy sidewalk, every pedestrian bridge in this city. 

But I wonder if I would say the same if we never left. If I had to grow up and learn to be an adult in it. If I actually have to live with its various complicated political and social issues now. I don’t know. I don’t even know if I will always be able to visit as freely as I do now, with the ways the said complicated political and social issues are progressing. We’ll wait, and see, and hope. And in the meanwhile I’ll show you some pictures of this beloved city.

Porg, our travel companion, poses in front of the window at our guest house.
View from a pedestrian bridge on King’s Road with the old style tram.
Oil Street arts centre near our guest house. Folks relaxing on the lawn at lunch time.
Street market and shoppers.
Wandered into Hong Kong University, a colonial institution built in 1912.
Of course, stitching on the MTR. No one stitches on the MTR though…
Visiting Hong Kong Park. It has meerkats and lemurs. Much greenery. Also unseasonably warm this time of year.
Porg wants a photo. It’s not every day he gets to ride the MTR.
Another pedestrian bridge, another view.
A refurbished cotton factory that turned into an arts centre and retail space, with a thriving rooftop garden.
One of the many ghost signs. It’s clear that there are lots of thoughts and efforts put into preserving and showcasing the original structure. Even the benches are made from the original wooden doors.
Visited the neighbourhood where my parents grew up and met with my mom and aunt. Also where I went to kindergarten. I have a few specific memories of this place.
My parents’ families lived in small flats like these.
Toasts at tea time.
We egg tart lovers. Held on to Porg’s wing just in time to stop him from falling right in. 
Spent part of our last evening at the harbour, with many groups of enthusiastic buskers, and the backdrop of the iconic Hong Kong skyline.

One of my favourite poems by Ursula Le Guin comes to mind, wherever home is for you…

May your soul be at home where there are no houses.
Walk carefully, well loved one,
walk mindfully, well loved one,
walk fearlessly, well loved one.
Return with us, return to us, 
be always coming home. 

From Always Coming Home, 1985

what’s so bad about the badlands?

It’s so hard to leave!! :’(

The badlands has become one of my favourite places on earth (granted that I haven’t been to many places on earth, but still). Drumheller, particularly, has the friendliest people (and creatures, as you’ll see) and the most beautiful landscapes.

But let’s backtrack a bit, because I don’t want to leave out Calgary! We were only going to pick up a rental car, but thought since we’re half way across the country, we should at least walk around a bit. We saw a few of the many pieces of wonderful public art installations in the city, and really appreciated the free stretch of CTrain that brought us from one end of downtown to the other. Imagine if we have this in Toronto! It would be one less barrier for people to get to helpful resources and appointments.

When we approached Drumheller on the highway (it was maybe a few kilometers away), it looked like this, which pretty much looked the same the whole way we drove through the Prairies from Calgary. 

We left Calgary a bit later than planned, so it was just about dinner time, and I was looking forward to settling in with some fries and burger. Or maybe pasta. Or even just soup.

It says it has 8000 people,” I said to Mike.

Yes,” said Mike, eyes on the road.

It says it has an A&W,” I looked at him, starting to panic. “Where ARE all the people?” and the food? Are we lost?! 

The sign says Drumheller,” said Mike.

 And then there it was.

Driving into the valley, for someone who has never been to the valley, was quite a mind-blowing experience. It wasn’t just driving into the valley, it was like dropping into a completely different planet.

The landscape was at once alien and mesmerizing, formed by millions of years of rich history. There’s so much to explore!

1) The Hoodoos!

A variation of the word “voodoo”, so named because of their ghostly appearance and they were thought to possess supernatural powers. We first visited the Hoodoo Trail on a rainy day, so we mostly stayed on constructed paths and platforms, because the bentonite clay, which covers much of the badlands, was very slippery to walk on when wet. (more on that later!)

Hoodoos are formations of sandstone with a capstone on top that protects the pillar underneath from erosion. They’re quite phenomenal. Someone described them as mushrooms that appear over thousands of years in the badlands, which makes them all the more special to me :)

We couldn’t help but returned for a second visit at sunrise, just before we left Drumheller.

Because it wasn’t raining, we were able to get closer to these majestic, sculptural forms.


2) The East Coulee School Museum!

The valley was a tropical area millions of years ago rich with plant life and dinosaurs, which means that it then also has a high concentration of coal, from the fossils. Many towns in the region were built during the coal rush, East Coulee was one of these towns. According to the very friendly museum staff, at its height the town has a population of over 3000, but after demands for coal diminished in the 70s, population decreased to 160 currently, and the school, where the miners’ children attended, became a museum and provincial historic site.


The museum is a treasure trove of artifacts and stories. Many of the original structures and furnishing were kept (like child-size washroom stalls and drinking fountains, separate entrances for boys and girls, playground equipment and these compact desks!), and there are many pictures I could show you, but I’d leave it for you to explore yourself if you visit! :D Do chat with the museum staff about a tour of the basement and encounters of the supernatural kind if you’re a brave soul :S But if you’re like me, you’d probably prefer stories of the historical kind, found at one end of the hallway in a collection of photographs and quotes from miners about life and work in the valley, and in the diaries on each student’s desk (about what they had for lunch on a day in 1938). And don’t forget to visit the tea room for a pot of tea and treats!

3) Atlas Coal Mine

Not far from the school museum is the Atlas Coal Mine, the last to close in 1979, and now also a museum! The tipple is the last structure of its kind in Canada. I found it both awe-inspiring and a bit menacing, and really felt that my life is quite comfortable compared to the way it was.

We spent quite a bit of time exploring the grounds because we had a lot of time before our scheduled train tour and because there was a lot to see and take interesting pictures of. Abandoned trains and cars and weathered buildings against the backdrop of the badlands were an aspiring photographer’s dream. And we were lucky enough to run into Raindrop, or Lady Wildfire, Atlas’ super affectionate resident cat!

We were watching a video in one of the exhibit rooms, other visitors started walking by and smiling at us, thinking that we brought our cat on the trip, and now settling in, in front of the TV, with the cat in our laps. “How cute,” one woman said. “It’s not our cat,” I said. “Oh! Can I pet it?” the woman exclaimed. Then Raindrop ran away :(

We did see Raindrop a few more times when we were on the train tour, I think she was roaming the grounds :) The friendly museum staff shared some interesting stories of life in the coal mine, and we even got to meet a man who worked at the Atlas mine since he was 14, and he told a few stories as well! We were very lucky indeed :D

4) The Last Chance Saloon

It is the only business left in the coal town, Wayne. A fun place to stop for lunch after touring the museums. Lots to see while waiting for food!

5) Royal Tyrrell Museum

I’ve been looking forward to visiting this museum of paleontology since forever! I’ve never seen specimens so amazing. 

There has actually been a lot of press about this nodosaur. It is so well preserved, you can see the texture of its skin. To see it with my own eyes rather than a picture on the screen is a remarkable experience.

We took a hiking tour led by a museum staff in the Midland Provincial Park, which is right next to the museum.

Here I took some close up pictures of the plants in the badlands. The flower of this plant is just a couple of millimeters across.

And this is a super macro picture of bentonite clay! Which is formed from volcanic ash, and would puff up and become more slippery than soap when wet, making the badlands difficult to travel through on rainy days.

6) Hiking in the canyons!

I consulted with this website before going to the Horseshoe Canyon for a sunrise hike (for good pictures) and was expecting easy paths, but was sad to see that the wooden paths and staircases have all been torn down, without any signage explaining what was going on. So we ventured down (a steep hill! coming back up was quite a workout) and carefully walked around in a small area, it was worth the climb!

We then drove back on South Dinosaur Trail and stopped at Orkney Lookout to view the Red Deer River, which was highly recommended by the friendly school museum staff. It was magnificent indeed!

We then crossed back to the North Dinosaur Trail by taking the Bleriot Ferry, which was kind of like a section of a road that shifts from one shore of the Red Deer River to another. It was free, and the ferry staff was also very friendly. He told us a story about a Jeep that attempted to jump onto the ferry after it had departed from shore, like in the movies. It fell into the river. No one was hurt though, I think. “Never a dull moment out here,” he said :D

We then stopped at Horsethief Canyon, so named because 1) according to the Tyrrell Museum staff, people who stole horses would hide in this canyon and then accidentally fell into sink holes (to warn us about the danger of hidden sink holes when walking in the badlands) or 2) according to the plaque at the canyon, horses would wander into the canyon, disappear for a while, and come out carrying different branding. Either way, it was breathtakingly beautiful from the lookout point.

We found a way to hike down, and even found some inukshuks! Mike made his own to add to the group :)

And we kept running into this ground squirrel, who tapped Mike’s hand with his paws! Mike insisted that he was hugged by the squirrel. And I thought, I really liked hiking in the badlands, there’re no bears, or coyotes, just friendly ground squirrels :) (I think maybe there are rattle snakes, but we didn’t see any :S) 

7) Dinos, dinos, dinos

From the World’s Biggest Dinosaur to the dozens of fun dinosaur sculptures in town :D

This is my favourite shot of the World’s Biggest Dinosaur, across from the Red Deer River, all menacing, like it’s in its own natural habitat :D

And this is my favourite of all the pictures we took with the friendly dinosaur sculptures, Mike spent quite a bit of time getting the lighting perfect :)

We were very sad to leave, as you may guess :’( Difficult as it was, we drove out of the valley for the last time, hoping that we will return one day.

And on our way back to Calgary for the flight home, we took a very short side trip to the Village of Beiseker, to visit the world’s largest skunk! Its name is Squirt. It was on a campground, and at its foot a Saturday morning game of horseshoes was going on, and a very friendly woman took this picture of us :D

Thus concludes our wild west adventures! Thank you for virtually journeying with us, I hope you enjoy the pictures, and if you haven’t visited these wonderful places, especially the Canadian Badlands, I hope you will one day! :D


what i loved about the rockies

After saying goodbye to Vancouver, we continued on to the Rockies on a bus tour through Jasper, Banff and Lake Louise. We figured it was an easy way for us to see as much of the Rockies as we could with the little time we had, plus we’ve always enjoyed learning more about different sites through the commentaries. In fact all the little factoids in this post mostly come from what we learned from the knowledgeable tour guide! The company we went with was great, I would recommend it to anyone :)

What I loved about the Rockies… in one blog post? Let’s try.

1) The mountains, of course!

Even though we spent many hours on the bus, I didn’t sleep as much as I usually do, because every turn is a breathtaking site of the mountains, just didn’t want to miss anything. There were many photos I took from the bus window, here are a few of my favourites:

And this is Pyramid Mountain in Jasper, so named for its shape. And it has a reddish colour because of the heavier concentration of iron in its rocks. We visited early in the morning so there was also some fog hovering over the lake, quite magical looking.

Here we climbed up a large pile of rocks to view Moraine Lake.

And from Sulphur Mountain in Banff comes the hot spring! It did not smell like sulphur, I was actually a bit surprised. But then if a hot spring smells like sulphur why would people want to sit in it…? Anyway. It was a historical bath house, and the interior really looks like a sanitarium from the movies (like this one)! People did look to hot springs for cures of illnesses. Not sure if it cured anything but, whether it was the minerals in the water or simply sitting in warm water looking at the mountain, I did feel like I have more of a spring in my step afterwards :)

2) Magical turquoise water

Apparently tourists have asked what chemicals are put in the waters in these regions to make the water this attractive colour. Magical rock powders, of course! :D We learned that the turquoise came from water from the glacier. When the glacial ice grind against the bedrocks, very fine “rock flour” results. This rock flour reflects only the blues and the greens in light, so we see turquoise.

This is Peyto Lake, the most turquoise of them all (to my eyes, on that particular day). 

And here’s Moraine Lake. It was once on the Canadian $20 bill, so this view was referred to by our tour guide as the $20 view.

Greeted by the robot of Lake Louise :D

We were taking a stroll at sunset at bow river in Banff. The water really is turquoise! It’s almost surreal.

3) The canyons

Canyons are immensely interesting because of the different rock formations and exposed rock layers due to erosion. I wish I know more about geology so I could appreciate them more, but they’re beautiful to look at nonetheless.

This is Maligne Canyon, so named because a French explorer found it difficult to cross. I can see why.

And this is Johnston Canyon. It’s a bit of a longer hike to walk down into it, but the journey itself is beautiful, the water crystal clear with a tinge of blue, and the rocks, and all the different plants growing on the rocks…

This is at Athabasca Falls. Very powerful surges of water.

4) Glaciers!

One of the things that I looked forward to doing the most was exploring the ice field! It was like stepping onto a frozen lake, in a mountain! 

An ice field is created by an overflowing glacier. Even the ice is a bit blue here. There was a defined area where it would be safe to walk without falling through thinner areas of ice. To the left of Mike in the picture was a stream. We were encouraged to take a drink from it. It was not as cold as I thought, and pretty sweet. 

Our tour guide let us know that we were now in the tundra region. So we’ve traveled from temperate rain forest in Vancouver to tundra in just a few days. So very cool.

Many more places to explore, definitely will return to the Rockies again.

Next stop — the Badlands! Until then, hope everyone is having a not-bad week! 


what i loved about vancouver

This month Mike and I took a trip out west, and it was pretty epic in our history of travels! Our route went from Vancouver, through the Rockies to Calgary, then a few days’ stay in Drumheller, Alberta.

What I loved about our first stop, Vancouver!

1) People walk slower

That was first thing we noticed getting into the city from the airport. While Mike and I saw the bus approaching at the stop across the street and ran to catch it (with our luggage and everything in true Torontonian panic style), everyone else were just walking casually, then formed a neat line to board *blush* 

2) Logs on the beach!

We stayed in English Bay, which I highly recommend if anyone is visiting Vancouver. It’s so easy to get to downtown attractions, Stanley Park and Grouse Mountain by bus, and the beautiful beach is just steps away, perfect place to watch the sunset every evening with an ice cream cone — and yes, many great food places just on the one street where our hotel was, including sushi, Korean food and ramen! It even has palm trees! There are quite a few hotels in the area but we stayed at this more affordable one, which was owned by very friendly people and the room was spacious!

And the beach have logs that people can sit on and relax! I thought that was the most brilliant thing. Everyone was so relaxed. It must be the ocean breeze. People playing instruments, chatting in different languages, so lovely. 

At one end of the beach there is a giant inukshuk, and all around it along the sea wall we were happy to find that there were inukshuks of all different shapes and sizes :D

3) The magnificent rain forest 

We took a free shuttle to the Capilano Suspension Bridge Park. The main attraction was the bridge, which I mainly focused on crossing without fainting :S

I managed to snap one photo while on the bridge, it was stunning.

But I much more enjoyed walking around in the rain forest, marveling at the very, very tall trees, and the smaller suspension bridges around the treetops. 

The air was hazy because of smoke from the wild fires. And the sunlight filtered through the haze painted everything orange.

There was so much to look at on the forest floor — different kinds of moss, rocks, a stream flowing through, a nurse log with so much diversity and life growing from it… I could explore forever.

4) The Vancouver Aquarium!

Has the most beautiful exhibits of jellyfish! I could spend all day (well I kind of did) watching them flow. 

And the gallery is decorated with origami jellyfish! It’s an interactive display where one could control the colours of light illuminating the jellyfish. Maybe I’ll decorate our apartment with lit up origami jellyfish too…

And sea otters! They’re the cutest creatures, so fluffy, floating on their backs. We learned that they were orphaned, and rescued by the aquarium staff, they sometimes hold paws when swimming together so they don’t lose each other (so sweet!), they tuck food in their armpit pockets to snack on later (smart!), and they hold favourite stones in the same pockets to open clams! (“or for when they worry,” says Mike)

5) LYS!

On Granville Island! There’s the lovely Fibre Art Studio, with a group of 5 artists who sell yarn that are hand spun and dyed by themselves. It also sells weaving supplies. I couldn’t fit much yarn in the luggage (I wish I could bring back some hand-dyed yarn though!!), and just needed small amount of various colours to make amigurumi dinosaurs (more on that later! :D). The yarn for weaving was just perfect.

6) Chinese Garden

The Dr. Sun Yat-Sen Classical Chinese Garden. A re-creation of a 15th century Chinese garden, in the middle of Chinatown! A very serene place. It has a bamboo forest and different nooks and crannies with different views of the lily pond. Also has a resident turtle and koi fish!

7) Massive public library!

Must love a city with a library like a Roman Coliseum! It’s definitely massive, with kind of a street and shops inside, not to mention floors and floors of books!

8) Stanley Park

And of course, last but not least! A dear friend recommended the hop-on-hop-off tour bus while in Vancouver, which was really helpful and we probably saw 50% more than what we planned to. Without a car, there was only so much ground we could cover by walking, and Stanley Park is huge! We went through Stanley Park twice! There were many lovely views but you’re probably tired of my photos by now, so I’ll leave you with my favourite — because it captures a seagull. (they’re chicken-size out west!)

Oooh, and a bonus one — Digital Orca by Douglas Coupland at the harbour :)

Already miss you very much, Vancouver! We will meet again <3

Stay tuned for “what I loved about the Rockies” and “what’s so bad about the Badlands?” :D


central park florals by diana

Film from NYC developed :D

The best ones were from Central Park. I also have had to find a different photo developing place this time because the trusty service at Shoppers Drug Mart has closed down :’( This new place charges 5 times the price of Shoppers, but the images did turn out much more vibrant. I guess I’ll have to use film more sparingly from now on, it’s really becoming more and more expensive. 

Anyway, here are the Central Park florals :D

I also loved the weathered wood railings all over the park. 

Not sure why I haven’t learned this over the past few years I’ve been using the Diana Mini, but finally realized that it is best for capturing more intimate moments rather than landscapes in the distance.

Landscapes just turn out super fuzzy most of the time and so lack focus. I do like this one with the boats though.

And this one with the light leaks around lady Liberty. And some street scenes.


Wishing you a great weekend with new adventures, big or small :)

hanami in the city

It’s the most magical time of the year. The trees are blooming, the sun is shining, everyone’s out enjoying extended daylight. Spring is here! :D

Every year we try going to High Park to enjoy the cherry blossoms. There were hardly any blooms last year because of unusual winter weather, but it seems to be making up for it this year with full blooms on sunny days. Aren’t they just magnificent?

I’ve been seeing these cords tied to tree branches everywhere. I think once upon a time I looked up the meaning of it, but can’t be sure now. I would guess that they represent wishes or prayers, or they just look nice on the trees? If anyone know what they are for can you make a comment and let me know?

Our tradition is to have a picnic under a cherry tree. This year’s picnic is a bit makeshift because we were coming from work (an attempt to avoid crowds on a weekday evening — not so successful. Oh well.), with discounted end-of-day sushi and Vitasoy and a taro roll, but it was still the best date night ever :)

We even met the resident swan!

Happy May! Happy spring! :D



It’s been a very busy fall so far, haven’t had a lot of time to update here. But here are some fun local adventures from the start of the fall :)

We visited a new cat cafe in the city one weekend, aptly named Meow Cat Cafe. All the cats live with the owner of the cafe. photo-2016-09-24-12-29-09-pm

When we got there a very fluffy cat made sure that we were reading the rules.


They’ve got very cute cup sleeves :D


It was a warm, sunny afternoon. The cats were quite relaxed. Look at that paw~


*heart eyes x1000*


The shop owners are very friendly, looks like they have a few locals visiting regularly with the cats, which makes for a very homey environment. Though I started sneezing quite a lot while I was there and had to leave (reluctantly).

One might ask why I like visiting cat cafes if I were allergic. The answers being: 1) I’m allergic to some cats but not others. I’ve visited other cat cafes but haven’t had allergic reactions that was severe enough that made me need to leave, so having allergies doesn’t stop me from being with cats; 2) I love cats, but I don’t have the time or space or experience to make me feel comfortable about committing to caring for a cat.

But sometimes I do wonder about visiting cat cafes. I wonder whether I was intruding on the cats’ space, disturbing them when they just want to relax or sleep. And I don’t know how to play with cats, because I’ve never had pets (aside from my office beta fish, who died an unexplained death and made me vow to never have beta fish pets again, but I digress), but sometimes feel weird about sitting and just looking at the cats when other people are enthusiastically trying to get the cats to play.

My favourite cat cafe was one we visited in Montreal. The cats were just wandering about as people chatted. People would pet them if they happened to walk by under the table, or if they were sitting still somewhere. It was like sitting at a cafe that happened to have a few cats in it, rather than visitors chasing the cats to coax the cats to play. Much more relaxed.

Anyway, maybe one day we’ll meet a cat that wants to live with us.

We decided not to go to Nuit Blanche (annual overnight art event in Toronto) this year because the past couple of years have been disappointing. There were just so many people and many of the installations took hours of lineup to see. But we visited a couple of exhibits at Toronto City Hall, which stayed up for a week or so after the event. This one was called Death of the Sun by Director X.


The sculpture changed as it goes into different phases. Here it looks like a giant lantern (or pearl onion, I kept thinking).


And eventually it turned dark.


Which reminds me that nothing is forever. Not our impressive buildings, not our earthly achievements, not even our sun.

Across the square there was a video projected onto the water fountain, called Pneuma by Floria Sigismondi. My favourite part was when the owl emerged.


Because it reminds me of the magical Hedwig.

Hoping to have more time to spend here now that my busiest week is over. Wishing you an awesome start to the week!


close encounter with tumbled rocks

More photos with the macro lens band.

I’ve always found agates fascinating. Especially those translucent or partly transparent stones with different layers and bits of different materials in them — like a world within itself.

I inherited a bag of tumbled/polished rocks that Mike’s grandfather had collected. They’re mostly small stones or stone chips that are about the size of my fingernail. So I thought it would be fun to try taking some macro pictures of them, to try and capture the intricate layers and inclusions and colour variations within each stone.

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Here’s one with my finger in the picture for scale.

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I think these are amethysts.

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And this might be a moss agate? Looks like seaweed in the ocean.

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Aren’t these beautiful? I hope to make them into pendants one day.

On a separate note, have you seem the comics by Sarah Andersen? They’re the BEST!! Probably because I identify so much with the main character. But check it out on Instagram and other places if you haven’t read them!

So I recently bought her new book, Adulthood is a Myth, which is so wonderfully hilarious and cute and I’ve read it cover to cover 3 times already. And look, it’s got a fuzzy sweater on the cover!

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Wishing everyone a great start to the week!


macro fun

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There was an awesome sale at Photojojo after the holidays, so I bought this handy macro band for my phone! I’ve had it for a while, but just started taking pictures with it this week.

I bought a couple of pairs of lovely lucite earrings from Leeti Lovendale on Etsy. The earrings in the picture above are 5mm across. (there also appears to be a hair on my lens :S) (also, check out the shop! The lucite pieces used in their jewelry-making have an interesting story :D)

We’ve got a bit of a snow storm here a couple of days ago, and our windows were all frosted in the morning.

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I’m quite impressed with this simple (and somewhat silly-looking) macro lens. Stay tuned for more macro pictures to come :D

Wishing everyone a happy weekend!