It was a great day. First church, then lunch at Golden Phoenix (where dad enjoyed authentic HK char-siew), followed by a little exploring at Wan Chai.
After Wan Chai, we went to Leo’s place. It was there that he suggested walking a scenic trail to Wan Chai before dinner at Happy Valley.
So we trudged up a little hill and found ourselves at a jogging trail overlooking HK. We were at Mid-levels (Admiralty area) and we were making our way to Wan Chai. It was nice and green and quiet and happy.
Somewhere along the narrow trail, there was a map and we stopped for a brief second to look at it. That was when we met her. Walkers beware for the jogging witch appears without warning. Old but not haggard, and certainly no sweet grandma.
We could have blocked her way a little – but being the wicked witch she shrieked at the top of he lungs as if we were evil maggots: “WHY TAKE UP ALL THE SPACE?!!” Terrified birds scattered from the trees. Her cackling voice echoed through the hills. Wolves howled. The city stopped.
Then she disappeared out of sight. Another group of evening strollers had heard her warning screech and scurried out of the way. Hazel and mum said she was jogging. But they are wrong. I saw her riding on a broom.
Maybe cramped HK has gotten to her. Maybe she forgets that like me, she’s not from around here and should not act like trails belong to her daddy. Maybe, if she’s so unhappy, she should return to her faraway kingdom. Or, maybe someone just needs to remind her that it’s no longer 1908 but 2008.
