After that I went out and found a taxi. I told the driver that I wanted to go to the Chinese section. He nodded and we were off. It wasn’t far away. He let me out on the corner of a narrow winding street, and I was on my own.
Cities have a personality just as people do. Even when it’s a completely alien city, there’s a feeling about every part of it. Hong Kong was no different. I started down a street that was jammed with stores of all kinds, selling everything from magic herbs to modern watches and tailored suits. It was bustling with business, both native and tourist. Almost every shop had a small statue in the door, the earth god who is supposed to protect the establishment. It was a street of more or less honest businesses; you could sense that about it.
But within a couple of blocks
