On Wednesday, we took a
ferry to Lamma Island,
the third largest island. There are no cars on Lamma Island, so the
island is covered in paved footpaths connecting the houses and shops.
It was a warm and beautiful day and after about five minutes of
traipsing along the sidewalks bordered by banana trees, I decided I
wanted to live on this island. (Surely they needed English teachers,
too.) After a while, we veered off the main track and followed a
little path to a deserted beach. We lazed about and enjoyed the
unspoiled scenery and sunshine. We eventually reached a village on
the other side of the island, where after some confusion, we managed
to board a ferry back to Hong Kong Island.