My Hong Kong Tattoo

As planned Amy-lou and I wanted to get our next tattoos together, I'm a strong believer in tattoos having meanings and holding memories with them. 

After researching where in Hong Kong there is a decent, trustworthy place to get tattooed, Star Crossed Tattoo was mentioned the most. 

And rightly so as they were brilliant, professional, creative and honest. 

I would strongly recommend anyone visiting or living in Hong Kong considering a tattoo to pop over to Tsim Sha Tsui, 10 minutes from the station down Granville Rd. 

Check out their website: Star Crossed Tattoo

Our tattooist Jack was funnily enough from Cornwall! Amy-lou's home land, the world is really a small place! Apart from his cool warm manner, his talent in design was pleasantly impressive. 

I wanted a tattoo that meant something to me personally and went with the tribal theme I seem to have picked up somewhere along the 22 years of my life... So I chose to ink myself with patriotic pride and take the sun from the Argentina flag. 

Amy-lou had been umming and ahhing for a while including mixes of feathers, birds and cantonese symbols, with the honest opinion of our tattooist, she ended with a beautiful feather, simple!

Amy-Lou's feather.

MaySun.

The Sun on the Argentina flag represents the month of May. Pronounced 'Mason' this in chinese means God of Beauty. 

We highly recommend Jack at Star Crossed Tattoo. Great artist and has a lovely face too. Win! 

Ria 

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My Hong Kong Adventure

To all fellow bloggers: I apologise for the lack of blogging commitment. Somehow I have neglected my dear little blog, which will now excuse my need for an epic blog.


The Giant Buddha


One of the World's Wonders, a must when visiting the East, The Giant Buddha is like seeing a mass of tranquility. Needless to say, I was anything but tranquil on the way there. For those with random spouts of anxiety you will understand where I am coming from, for others you will think I am a complete and utter tit who didn't make the most out of the visit. 


In order to get to the Giant Buddha, you must either a) get a bus or b) get the Ngong Ping 360 degree view cable car. So b it was. We even opted for the "crystal cable car" which meant not only could you see the epic view from the sides, if you looked down, you were walking on trees. Brilliant stuff for an ex-clostrophobic with a tendency to enter panic mode in any hint of danger. 


All was well until the doors fully shut and it hit me; the only way I was going to be leaving this glass cabin within the next 25 minutes was if I were to jump 500m to my death. The hyperventilating begun and i was soon sobbing, swearing and sweating for dear life. 
My lovely friend Lee Mason documented this journey, and to my delight, created a wonderful trailer and full video. Lucky for Lee, I can laugh at myself! 


Click for: Trailer and Video


So after what seemed an absolute eternity, we reached the beautiful sitting Buddha.

It goes without saying, my epic panic attack was well worth the epic wonder that is
The Giant Buddha. 


Mm Goy Sai ( Thank you in Cantonese ) 


Ria 
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