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After one night at Temple Street I couldn't look at a regular hot dog cart the same way. Every stall hit differently and I ate until my belt was begging for mercy.










Went in telling myself I'd only browse. Left with two extra bags and a creative approach to airline weight limits.
















Hong Kong humidity hits different after dark. These kept me hydrated, caffeinated, and occasionally buzzed enough to keep exploring.









Some corners of Hong Kong at night feel like stepping into a movie. I stood in a few spots just staring with my mouth open like a tourist cliché and I don't care.
















Around 11pm my enthusiasm for standing was gone but my appetite was somehow still going. These spots saved me.













Nobody wants another fridge magnet. Spent a while figuring out what people back home would genuinely use and not just shove in a drawer.
















First night I wandered in circles for an hour, phone died, couldn't find the MTR. Second night I had a system.













Made every rookie mistake in the book so you don't have to. Took me about three nights to stop being the confused foreigner blocking foot traffic.














