Sunset in Tsim Sha Tsui

Hoping to be able to test the new camera, I took the MTR and went to Tsim Sha Tsui, Kownloon's harbour,  for a stroll. The sights of the opposing shore -Victoria Harbour- are just gorgeous.

An important part of the Kowloon bay is a walkway -a small oasis in a city where heavy traffic seems to go on forever. Seriously, Hong Kong strikes me like some sort of driver purgatory; a place with more traffic than Napster at its prime; a city with more jam than Austria.

Ferries work from five or six am till midnight, and take around ten minutes to cross the channel that separates the island from the continent. The boat ride is said to be picturesque -and cheap- so most surely I'll hop inside a ferry as soon as I have the chance.

Once the sun set, pollution wasn't as evident. I'm not sure if Hong Kong has more smog than Santiago (my home town); the indicators used are different and, frankly, I haven't felt any difference since I arrived here. Maybe I'll become asthmatic in a few weeks' time, or I'll start to lose hair (perhaps it'll even start to turn white), but for now I'd say I'm safe. 

As night grew darker, lights started to appear....

...becoming a colored spectacle. New year's fireworks are launched from most of the tall buildings, and from Tsim Sha Tsui the spectators add up to the thousands. 

While I was taking pictures, a random local guy in his mid fourties approached me. He was holding a tripod and his English was... very Chinese. The conversation went more or less like this:

Local guy: Hi, excuse me, what exposure are you using?

B: Uhm... lemme see. It's X (Don't remember the number right now)

Lg: Ah, I see. And what aperture are you using?

B: 1.8

Lg: Ah, and what ISO?

B: 1250

Ch: Ah, I understand. Could you take a photo with a 1/200 exposure, 5.6 aperture and ISO 1000?

B: What?

Lg: Could you? Do it for me, please?

B: Uhm... suuuuurrre.  *Click*. Here. What do you think.

Lg: Ah, I see. That is nice. Bye!

I'm shuffling several hypothesis about the guy's intentions, but still the conversation didn't make much sense. 

I'll see if I can take photos in a clearer evening. Though low clouds (or dissipating smog) provided the scene with an almost batmanesque touch.

Once I was done, I put my stuff away and took the MTR back home. Haven't been mugged yet, but according to some people it's only a matter of time. 

Dedicated to Angel's brother. Beware of the food, dude. :P