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Life behind the doors

I do have a quirky habit to photograph the doors when I'm traveling. Some of them are very old, others brand new, some looked after whilst  others are neglected. 

Most of the time it’s the old door who attracts my attention and makes me curious - what kind of person lives there at the moment? Is this person native or have they come from far far away and settled there? Why did this person choose this door to walk in and out every day? How many times has somebody knocked on it, how many hands have touched the door handle? Why they chose the particular colours to paint their front door?

What is the history of this place? How many generations lived in there? How many owners changed hands and how many locks has been replaced?

 I can't stop wondering if somebody is cooking dinner for their family or is it a lonely person eating a meal by themself in there? Are they young or they old, are they happy, are they laughing, kissing, making love; or they are sad and heartbroken?

What is happening behind this door?..

Rita x

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Hong Kong

 

I have three passions I am mad about;

It’s underwear, food and travel…

It might look random and unrelated from the first glance but I assure you that it all will make sense at the end. :)

For very long time I was afraid of entering unknown land. Asia was one of them… But it all changed then, one day I met my husband Adrian – cool, open-minded, Australian boy, who turned my fear into passion to travel, need to explore and learn, learn, learn… And here I am, back from my last trip to Hong Kong. 

My love affair with Hong Kong started a few years ago. We were coming back from Australia and stopped there for two days.

Oh my god!!!

It was such an eye opener. I loved every minute spent in this busy, vibrant city. It was fascinating to get lost in Kowloon’s busy markets, to discover and taste new food, to absorb the sound and the smell of it and, of course, to try and capture it all on to my camera.

This trip, I know exactly which places I would like to revisit - Bird Garden was one of them.

It’s small secluded area, hidden away from city noise, surrounded by songs of hundreds of birds, who seems to surrender to their fate of being locked in a birdcage and even made relationships with their owners. You could watch them for ever – the old Chinese man listening to the song of his bird…

I was glad to find some familiar faces, the craftsmen making beautiful birdcages was in the same place I spotted him almost five years ago. I haven’t spoken with him but it felt as if I made a friend I must visit whenever I get to Hong Kong. 

Ritax