Finally, the third tower was conquered. Ever since the day I moved into Mui Wo I’ve been seeing that weird, craggy shape up on Butterfly Hill and wondering what it was. Now, the path is clear, and the tower is accessible. Not only is it accessible, but the geniuses who went up there with clippers and cutlasses to clear the way also had the good sense to mark the route with red tape.

Oh Hong Kong. You are so lush and green and mountainous and interesting. And on a perfect day like this, when you can see for miles and the sky is blue, I feel like I could stay forever. Unfortunately, it is not like this most of the time.