A Day in Stanley

March 09, 2012 / by / 0 Comment


Today, I decided to check out Stanley Bay. I had been wanting to go for some time, especially after my friend talked about his one-day trip there. After so many days stuck in my room doing work and reading the articles sent in by my editors, I’ve gotten sick of my own room, that tiny little area within four walls that I consider barely adequate living space.

The weather lately has been supremely unpredictable. It was warm throughout the first half of this week and then it got colder suddenly last night. So this morning, when I woke up, I was very hesitant to leave the comfort of my blankets but I decided I had to go out somehow, somewhere and I decided, on a whim that I’d go to Stanley that morning itself.

So, there I was, hopping onto bus 973 at 11am in the morning, without a clue of what I’d do there.

Stanley Bay is far South on Hong Kong Island, about 45 minutes by bus, from Jockey Club Student Village I. It is mainly a tourist attraction and you’d see a lot of ‘guai lo’ there. ‘Guai lo’ is the Canto term for “ghost person” referring to Caucasian people who appear white like ghosts haha but these days I’ve heard it being used as an umbrella term for expatriates.


On the bus I sleepily wondered if I was doing something stupid. The weather was shitty and it was already drizzling when I was hopping onto the bus. Perhaps I shouldn’t have left my room in the first place.

In the end, I had no regrets. The view was spectacular.

Bus View

Honestly there’s nothing much to shop or eat at Stanley. The prices there are as magnificent as the sea view. I just grabbed a $8 burger from Stanley Plaza’s McD, and went on walking and enjoying the scenery. I visited the Tin Hau temple too but I found it kind of eery, and left rather quickly. On one of the walls in the temple, is the skin of a Tiger, apparently found and shot by a Sikh policeman ages ago. It was so badly maintained that the entire display including the tiger skin appeared black and moldy.

The Stanley Market is nothing outstanding honestly. From the viewpoint of a person who has seen better prices at better places, Stanley Market is very touristy, selling all kinds of “Chinesey” items, from chinese seals to qipaos to paintings of the junk (a kind of Chinese sail boat frequently seen along the Victoria Harbour). Most of these chinese seal carvers tend to advertise themselves “Masters” of seal carving. In actuality, Hong Kong people, have, for many years stopped using chinese seals in official documents. Whether these relatively young masters are really masters of the art, you really can’t tell unless you actually study or use these seals. If you want to find a real master in chinese seal carving, perhaps Taiwan would or Mainland China would be a better place to go. These places still use the chinese seal in official documents for example, in banking.

Again, like all the other times that I’ve managed to run away from work and from the incessant chatter of the people around me, I found peace. It calmed my mind to sit in the bus and quietly observe the objects that lay still while the bus moved. They appeared to be the objects in motion when actually they were just standing still.

The buildings, the trees, the architecture of Hong Kong itself, even in the more remote areas, are a kind of urban beauty that I could get used to.



Yr 2 BDS