Father and Son Hong Kong Citywalk (I)

Taking a break from the busy schedule, I decided to go on an impromptu trip to Hong Kong with my son. We took the Star Ferry across the sea, and Victoria Harbour remained the same. At the Peak Tram terminus, tourists lined up like a long dragon, so we went straight to Queen's Road. We took the Mid-levels Escalator, and at the end was Tai Kwun, where we specifically went to 'explore' the Victoria Prison. The playground was small, with plenty of alarm bells and street lights around, reminding people of the scenes where criminals are let out for exercise in Hong Kong films; there are many types of prison cells, we visited a single cell, which was quite narrow, with iron windows and doors, you can imagine how time drags on here! On the walls of the cell, there are displayed prisoners' calligraphy and painting 'works', which are very boring, to express their own depression. Relatively humane is that the prison has set up a psychological counseling room, encouraging them to communicate more with their relatives, which is commendable. It was noon, and my stomach began to protest. We went off the beaten path to find the roadside eateries loved by locals, the classic combination of rice and Hong Kong-style milk tea, the taste was authentic, very delicious. My son's wolfing down, you can see that it suits his taste. After a full meal, the next is the highlight, to find the child's favorite toy. From Tai Yuen Street in Wan Chai, to Fuk Wing Street in Sham Shui Po, I accompanied my son to pick his favorite one in the toy store. The happiness of a child is actually very simple. A plate of mixed grilled rice, a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, a hand companion toy, these will make him happy all day, forget fatigue. Adults sometimes need to learn from children, learn simple happiness.