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The Peak

Day two was mostly work and attending day-long conferences. In the evening, it was time to go to The Peak; a scenic place right on top of the Hong Kong main island, for a sumptuous dinner and beautiful night-time views of HK city and the harbour. The dinner was so elaborate that I felt that I was going to eat my whole share of the full week's food in about two hours or so. Even the vegetarians had a lot to eat; one would think if this is the food available for vegetarians in a place like HK, why should they complain? But then again, if you're willing to spend money, you can get anything. But that also spoke a lot about the host's elaborate arrangements and the attention to detail that they paid to. Ultimately, if one is vegetarian in countries of the far-east and the East, it's a bit of a tragedy.

The views from The Peak are absolutely spectacular. The pains of carrying a tripod all the way on my shoulders finally paid off when I could click pictures I never thought I could. HK, it seems, just comes magnificently alive in the night, especially between 7.30 PM and 10.30 PM- the pre- and post- hours of the marvellous Symphony of Lights show. It seems like the entire city is a big disco club with lights on buildings on the main island coming on and going out, moving up and down, with their colours changing.....We went up to the peak by bus but came down by the Peak Tram. The Peak Tram is the best and the fastest way to go up to the Peak and then come down.

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