I leave the house with the computer in my backpack and move to a café, thinking that after all -- despite the difficulties and fears and insecurities -- my life as a 20-something is not too bad. The problem is, things don't usually go the way we hope. And to work in a café, at least for me, means that I can never find the concentration I need to write good enough.
I've found that despite being labeled as a city firmly focused on "out with the old, in with the new," certain areas of Hong Kong still retain their old-world charm. These small cultural pockets -- neighborhoods of boutiques, artisanal bakeries, and independent coffee shops -- are helping to enrich the bourgeoning cultural scene.