There was a song about Aberdeen, right?
I don’t remember the melody, nor the lyrics, but someone sang about that Scottish city, up there in the green. Before HK I didn’t even know there was also Aberdeen down there, to be honest. But it’s just at the other side of the island, one bus, a tropical forest in the middle, you’ll find it.
Places of interest? Not so many, especially during monsoon.
Tourist stuff? Dunno, There is an aqua park, but in Summer.
Remarkable things to see? Nope, at least not in my knowledge. A science centre, maybe? I saw some traffic signals. But we saw a very big cemetery.
Are you asking yourself why on Earth I went there?
Because why not.
Because from the moment I got off the bus, I, a very white gal, realised I was the only white one among locals. It’s an incredible, beautiful, humble feeling.
Tin Hau Temple
Because I had an authentic Chinese food in a tipsy-wipsy smelling damn good tavern; everything tasted so bloody good and I could enjoy also a local soap opera on tv with all the people there. They were extremely kind with us, non-speaking hungry aliens. It was a great communion of sharing.
Impressive experience, just 30 minutes away from HK financial centre.
P.S. my travel guide smelled of fry for weeks.