Halloween Dinner at Lam Tin...

Most people in Hong Kong live in these super giant highrises that have anything you would ever need. There's really no reason to leave if there's supermarkets, dim sum restaurants, and even schools...


My uncle and my dad go shopping for fresh meats...


Dinner at my uncle's...


Would you like to sample my hairy crabs?


After dinner, we went with my cousin, Kin Fay and all his cool Hong Kong friends to Causeway Bay for some Halloween fun...


"It must have been love, but it's over now..."


"More than words, is all I ever needed..."


Kin Fay sings Robbie Williams "Better Man"...


After 30 beers, there was a lot of love in the air...


Happy Halloween!


"One night happy, OK?"

The Hong Kong years...

Wednesday was the day to shoot my dad’s old neighborhood. Sam Shui Po is the district in Hong Kong where he called home during those 5 short years. It’s the place where many Taishanese people usually settled after making the dangerous journey from mainland China.

After wandering around the unrecognizable streets with my father we finally found the exact building where my mom carried me for 8 months before making the journey to America.

Probably the happiest I've seen my dad in years...


Today it’s known as the cheap technology/gadget district. You can pretty much find anything you need there...

Hong Kong Island with Yau King Eng

Yau King Eng was a door to door salesman when he lived in Hong Kong. He spent most of his time on Hong Kong Island, selling during the day, sleeping in the wharehouse at night. The company he worked for provided a place to sleep, meals and shoes. With a salary of 10 Hong Kong dollars per day, he paid for his apartment (where his wife lived and which he was able to visit on holidays), sent money home to his family and saved up to come to America.

We accompanied him to the old neighborhood & many of the places in his memory.

Swimming to Macau...

On Tuesday, we visited Macau, but more specifically the site where my father swam across in 1966. This is the place where many people from Southern China have died, attempting to escape starvation and oppression. Landfill has completely changed the face of the area connecting mainland China and Macau - what was once a 5 hour swim has become a short walk on the beach.



It's never too late to learn a new skill...



A Macau Street...



We finally convinced my dad to jump!

Jumping in front of Sing Ho Hotel in Mong Kok...

Probably the cheapest hotel I've ever stayed in besides the Motel 6 in Flagstaff...

First things first...

On our first day of shooting, we visited my grandfather’s (father’s father) gravestone located on the side of a large hill (small mountain?) The address escapes me since the cab took us up many winding turns and curves.



In China, it’s a tradition to build cemeteries on hills/mountains so those that have passed away are closer to the heavens….



I think we actually shared a moment...



I will forever be grateful...

The truth hurts...

After partying all night on Halloween, I received an email from my brother at 5 am notifying me that my grandfather (on my mom’s side), after living under hospice care for a few weeks had passed away. Even though his time was ending, it still hurt to find out half a world away that he was gone. 92 years is a long time to live in this world…………