(Community Matters) Up early today and checked out the highly recommended Flying Pan in SoHo for breakfast, reminds me of Star Seeds in Austin, of which I’m quite fond. Wanted to try Joyce Is Not Here but they weren’t open, may have drinks there later.
In the beginning god created music; on the 2nd day god read & enjoyed coffee; then the 3rd day he started drawing; accompanied by food; and wine; the 4th day was sunny so he learned to dance; the 5th day was lonely so he looked for somebody to decorate the house, going to the internet he found joyce!!!; traveling with her on the 6th day; he collected treasures finally on the last day he wanted to make his elaborate home, a concept store he lovingly named it JOYCE
Buddha Bar

I’m reading that over 140,000 Filipinos work in Hong Kong as domestics. I’ve seen the Sunday (their only day off) gatherings before, when thousands gather in Central to socialize, have picnics, do each others’ hair and nails. A friend says they call them sparrows. We were early but already hundreds gathered at the HSBC plaza and thousands more walking toward Central, Victoria Park and the Cultural Center as we walked back to our hotel for Steven’s siesta. (Steven’s been in three continents in the last three weeks – his clock a bit confused these days)

A few more pics from the Peak last night:








