After seven years since my last visit, I decided to come back to Hong Kong, the skyscraper city perched upon islands along the southern coast of China, where I used to live when I was about three years old before I moved to California. Throughout my childhood, I spent several summers flying back to Hong Kong to visit family, enduring the stifling hot and humid weather while relishing in the opportunity of having so much good food to eat (a sushi lover's paradise) and so many interesting places to see. Skyscraper apartment buildings with homes on the 50th floor, noisy chaotic "wet markets" selling live seafood and fresh vegetables, crowds of people shuffling along the street like schools of fish - Hong Kong was always a fascinating contrast to the relatively quiet, humble city of Modesto, whose name in Spanish aptly translates to "modest". So there I was, back in the city I spent part of my childhood in. Even after 7 years of being away, Hong Kong still h...
Learn about my work with Amigos de las Americas in Nicaragua and Paraguay, and follow my journey as a Chinese-American reconnecting with my roots through language and travel.