I love summer in Hong Kong. Everyone's energy picks up, there are a few more smiles on the streets. Less judgmental stares if you wear shorts and just the occasional umbrella to poke you in the eye.
Weekends are filled with boat parties. Last week, a huge beach party was thrown. Beautiful cruises and yachts all docked around the bay and music filled the sunny skies. There were dinghys, jet skis, banana boats and floats for everyone to jump on. On each yacht, different concoctions of activities were unfolding. Card games started, people caught up in small intimate groups, beautiful models wearing close to nothing sprawled all over the boat, tanning. 5 cruisers anchored together, creating a centerpiece for the celebration and Dj's and their decks came out. Everyone had a drink in their hand, even the ones swimming in the water. Honorably holding out their glasses while trying to swim or climb onto a dinghy. Regardless of the insignificant sense of balance, everyone had a smile on their lips.
For sunset, a marquee was set up on the bay and the decks moved there... along with the sun seekers...or by now, I should say... drunken sunset chasers. Bodies pulsating all over the beach, grooving to the sexy music and enjoying the change of scene. The mood changes... everyone mellows out and suddenly there is a peacefulness that blankets everyone. It is sunset. My favorite time of day. Dusk. When day turns to night. The colors of the sky seem more beautiful than any other time of day and everything is so prettily lit...naturally. Nobody wants this day to end but we're already been blessed with much so we skull our drinks and jump back on the yachts we came in.
And as everyone peels off in their yachts, to head back to land to party some where else, or have dinner... silence once again creeps over this lovely island awaiting another summer inspired occasion.
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