I'm Tara.

I'm just a silly little girl who likes to go places and tell her silly little stories.

SLK documents the adventures I've had across 5 continents & who I've become on my journeys. 

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the Hong Kong high life

the Hong Kong high life

Hong Kong is not its own country despite having its own flag and currency. It is technically a part of China, one place in this big world I have truly never wanted to go. Not even for the Great Wall. 

However, I'm not one to shy away from cheap tickets or taking full advantage of wherever I find myself living at the current moment. Asia allows for a lot of quick trips and flight deals that someone like myself can't say no to. So, to HK I went to witness all the weird with Touk.

We arrived and received our "receipt" into Hong Kong in lieu of a passport stamp. Because it is not it's own country, you do not get a stamp. Visitors receive a free visa upon arrival good for 90 days. Again, why can't it be this easy everywhere? 

While by Lao standards Luang Prabang is a city, it is not by the standards of most Westerners. There are no high-rise apartments or things of this nature. That being the case, Touk and I knew one of the many things on our list of tourist to-dos was to grab a cocktail at a swanky bar with a killer view of Hong Kong's famous skyline. Embrace the city! 

And that's just what we did. We went to two posh high rise cocktail bars. 

The first was a bar inside a restaurant called Felix. Felix has a list of wines from around the world that are all incredibly expensive. However, the view from Felix is cut by the blinds in the windows of the bar. If I had to do it again, I would probably skip Felix. While the atmosphere was nice, there was no outdoor space and you pay for a view that is dampened by window dressings. 

Sevva was the second cocktail patio we hit up. It offers a ritzy menu with innovative cocktails and a thorough wine list. Draft beer is also available. My only advice is that if you want an actual seat you should book in advance. Without a booking you are still able to join the standing table crowd, but it's highly unlikely you'll get to sit in the lounge area. 

I don't normally miss my first world life, but when I do find myself missing the ease and comfort it included, I hate myself for it. I feel guilty all the time for missing some of the most shallow and ridiculous things. Things that when I am back in that life I hate about it. I miss having a vehicle. I miss radio and television in a language I speak fluently. I miss my closet. I miss not having to use a converter for anything I need to charge. And I really hate that I could ever miss any of those things, but I do. And it was nice to get to be back in that kind of space for a long weekend in Hong Kong. My hair even cooperated. 

Our hotel on the 16th floor had a shower with real water pressure. I sipped a grape and lemongrass mojito from an outdoor patio on the 25th floor overlooking all the city lights of Hong Kong and the harbor. Touk and I were living the high life, if only for a brief two and 1/2 days. 

While cleaning up and actually bothering to wear something other than a traditional sinh was a nice reminder of a life that is waiting for my eventual return, I'm writing this in my bed back in Laos and I am reminded of how much love I have for this less clean, less air conditioned life. There are no fancy patios for me to sit on overlooking a gorgeous city in LPB, but there is something better: simplicity.  That and a group of young women that I get to spend my evenings listening to the giggles of. And they're better than everything. 

Even better than that grape and lemongrass mojito. 

Big Buddha

Big Buddha

good morning, Vietnam

good morning, Vietnam