When I was in elementary school, everyday I have to climb this 3 floor worth of stairs up the mountain.
Across the alley with a Mormon church on the left and a church on the 1/F (G/F in British system) to the building on the right. They both have been there for 30 years or more.
At the end of the road, this is the building where I used to live (the yellow building on the left, not the pink one on the right). I used to live in the sheet metal shack on the top floor (the one on the top right corner of the building).
What's so special about this place? It has no elevator (stairs only) and it is on the 11th floor. So I have to climb 14th floor worth of stairs everyday to get home.
My parents bought this place because that's all they could afford, but expanded the bathroom, kitchen, and balcony, all the size of about 5'x5' each. He also build the roof above the hallway. I remember having noodles with him in the hallway because of the heat in the roof house being unbearable (above 30C), and operating an AC all day was too expensive.
Behind the chicken wire fence is the balcony he partitioned and the window of the kitchen he build.
The stoves run on propane and you can order it from the convenient store on the ground floor, but you better tip the delivery man that carried it up to the top.
We used to have 1 TV and when I wanted to watch a different station than my parents, I can usually rely on our neighbor from across the street, The guy across the street, they usually don't put their blind down.
Some people aren't as fortunate as us and have to live in places build in public area, and have their fridge out in the open too. Fridges with locks are very common in Hong Kong as people share apartments and but don't trust each other (even with their food).
Across the alley with a Mormon church on the left and a church on the 1/F (G/F in British system) to the building on the right. They both have been there for 30 years or more.
At the end of the road, this is the building where I used to live (the yellow building on the left, not the pink one on the right). I used to live in the sheet metal shack on the top floor (the one on the top right corner of the building).
What's so special about this place? It has no elevator (stairs only) and it is on the 11th floor. So I have to climb 14th floor worth of stairs everyday to get home.
My parents bought this place because that's all they could afford, but expanded the bathroom, kitchen, and balcony, all the size of about 5'x5' each. He also build the roof above the hallway. I remember having noodles with him in the hallway because of the heat in the roof house being unbearable (above 30C), and operating an AC all day was too expensive.
Behind the chicken wire fence is the balcony he partitioned and the window of the kitchen he build.
The stoves run on propane and you can order it from the convenient store on the ground floor, but you better tip the delivery man that carried it up to the top.
We used to have 1 TV and when I wanted to watch a different station than my parents, I can usually rely on our neighbor from across the street, The guy across the street, they usually don't put their blind down.
Some people aren't as fortunate as us and have to live in places build in public area, and have their fridge out in the open too. Fridges with locks are very common in Hong Kong as people share apartments and but don't trust each other (even with their food).
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