Sustainable Festival 源野藝術節

On the coldest night of Hong Kong in 59 years (3.1 degree Celsius), I slept at the end of the former Kai Tak Airport runway experiencing the good and the bad of Mother Nature with my Wandering Space. The wind speed was 45km/hour and garbage bins were being blown around and one of it did hit my bike in the middle of the night. I woke up at 2am due to freezing cold and put on every bits of clothing I have and finally was warm enough to go back to sleep. A wonderful experience and I survived to tell the tales.