Nathan and I just got back from a one week holiday in Hong Kong. We had a great time. If Hong Kong was a person, I reckon he (or she) would be the teenager that sleeps in but comes alive at night and stays out late.
Cantonese is the worst of the three Chinese dialects that I speak but it was sufficient to get us around. I'll post more details about the trip (with photos) when I have access to my laptop (which I actually left in the office, so determined was I about leaving work at work during my holiday).