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Phone: (852) 2588-1234 ext.(7313)
Address: Grand Hyatt Hong Kong
Directions: Wanchai
Website:http://www.hongkong.grand.hyatt.com/hyatt/hotels/entertainment/restaurants/index.jsp
Stanley is located on the outer boundaries of Hong Kong Island and is the mecca of bargain shopping. There are street stalls which is much like an outdoor flea market type setting within the confines of this quaint town. There are also some restaurants, pubs, a Tin Hau Temple, (Tin Hau - God of the sea) and the maritime museum. The shops located within Stanley Market have everything from souvenirs, to jewelry, to clothing, artwork and anything else you can think of. More about the shopping in my shopping link. Below are pics of Stanley Bay and the Tin Hau Temple.
Lantau island is home to Hong Kong International airport and the Tian Tan Buddha. It is twice the size of Hong Kong with only a few people calling it home. It is the greenest most beautiful island filled with majestic mountains, trees, hiking trails and beaches. It is virtually unspoiled land. I took a bus through Lantau in order to get to the "Big Buddha" and view the scenery. It is truly gorgeous. There is also what is called Wisdom Path which is right near Tian Tan Buddha and Po Lin Monastery which you can view photos under the Wisdom Path link on this site. Right across from the path you can see and almost touch Lantau Peak which is the second largest peak in Hong Kong. Being there was truly exhilarating and inspiring.
We greet
with a reverent bow
and warm handshake.
Reverent – irreverent
artifacts decorate
desolate walls.
Haunting, amusing
eccentric mediums,
creative illusions
brought to life
upon canvas and paper.
Panoramic calligraphy
vertical poetry
spotlights stories
of rivers and ponds
as K.C. explains
in broken English,
my reply
a reverent bow
and broken Cantonese.
We relate, communicate
in poetic harmony
both poets and artists
from different lands
together as fate
would dictate
the creative connection.
Birds harmonize
Cantonese tales
weaving heirlooms
among lotus flowers.
Nicobar pigeon
rests upon bamboo planks
while orange leafbird
poses for photos.
White crested hornbill
the virtuoso of dance
pirouettes across
rippling ponds.
And the chorus
through pond spice
and tree cotton
echo against bamboo clumps.
Tai chi garden
sits calm, serene
against a backdrop
of kapok and candlenut trees.
The air warm, humid
the sky grey, misty
as I revel within nature
amongst a bustling metropolis
of tree fern and
the feathered chorus line.
A camouflage predator
he melds into branches
sleek as an eel
cunning as a fox.
Fire hose thick
an ominous hug
around gnarled branches
the death grip.
Still as a moment
housed and caged
by a wooden pagoda
alone and feared.
I attempt a picture
interrupted silence
with a sharp turn
he glares at me.
My fear mirrored
in dark, black eyes
and I retreat
never to return.
Smoky incense
orange, mango and pear
offered to buddha
in a wooden alcove.
The street lined
as a red carpet event
with paper lanterns
green, pink, red, gold.
Hand woven baskets
home to fruits, flowers
bok choy and cabbage
strewn among street stalls.
Neighbors along the street,
raw silk, pots and pans,
souvenirs and toys
compete for attention
and the Hong Kong dollar.
Serene majesty rests atop
lotus flower throne.
His bronze elegance
adorns the Lantau sky.
Facing North
a mountain peak
on earthly ground
the temple of heaven.
Right hand raised
affliction begone!
Left hand rest
a gesture of giving.
Serene in stature
overseer of peace
worshipped by mortals
and immortals bearing fruit.
A massive stone symbol
human of spirit
energy of life
they offer praise.
Climbing step after step
warmed by his smile
captivated by his eyes
humbled by his presence.
A hypnotic fog
emanates around him
as visitors encircle
and offer prayers.
Hours entranced
in a spiritual kinship
with him, tranquility
occupies my spirit.
Locals make their homes
within this ancient port
playing mahjong - practicing Tai Chi.
The catch of the day
salted fish hung to dry
serve as feast for their families
and money in their pockets.
For unfruitful the fate
should they venture ashore
as tradition dictates.
There it stands
a gilded oasis
Jumbo Floating Restaurant
enticing starved tourists
hungry for Asian flair.
We digest the experience
aboard a wooden sampan
where our sea legs
savor the journey.
nameless faces
Walking foreign steps
to the rhythm of taiko
the pulse of erhu
dancing buddhas.
Cantonese croonings
lotus flower soft
silk smooth
operatic chants.
Lanterns parade
a welcome smile
nameless faces
yet known.
Humid mist
Eastern breeze
incense fog
scents of life.
and the journey begins
Eastern sun
slowly rises
warming
Victoria Harbour
erhu strings
windswept
saturate
dawn rituals
and we move
slowly
in unison
as one
unspoken vibrations
musical meditations
enlightened affirmations!
By night
by day,
a glittering galaxy
of stars
align the promenade
in Hollywood fashion
Asian style.
A tribute,
standing proud
stone carved
is the Hong Kong film award.
A curvaceous monument,
she gallanty welcomes
tourists to the waterfront.
Her native son
posed
in martial arts form,
Bruce Lee
the star of the show.
Handprints outlined
in etched stars.
Colorful kiosks
hawking memorable
tidbits of cinematic
glory.
Statuette film directors
provide backdrops
for curious shutterbugs,
as visitors stroll
dazzled and beguiled.
Avenue of the Stars -
an iconic symbol
of celebrity,
a testament
to Eastern pride.