Feeling a bit graphite oppressed, I take a bus east to the seafood capital of Hong Kong, Sai Kung. It grows darker and darker as we approach the bay – streetlights come on, then headlights. As I get off the bus by the pier there is a torrential rainstorm, with thunder and lightning.

I shelter on the pier where fisher-folk sell an amazing array of seafood to the waiting throng.

Not the idyllic seaside trip I’d expected, but a very interesting light.

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