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random photos from Hong Kong

It is not unusual to wake up at 7am to fireworks in China but this morning was different.  It sounded like people were dropping bombs in our neighborhood.  I woke up and made a cup of coffee and looked out the window.  As usual the pigeon man was feeding his pigeons.  There was a gathering of people playing traditional Chinese music in the house across the street.  I could hear flutes and people playing rhythmically on metal pots.  Then "boom!" "bang!", enough to make me jump and spill my coffee.  What the ?  They were shooting off giant fireworks.  I mean the mambo jambo's!  The people continued playing their music like nothing had happened.  (At 7:30 am let me remind you.).
I came back home around 5pm to find the same people gathered.  Mark and I cooked dinner to the sound of Chinese music.  All of a sudden we heard a rooster or chicken clucking in the same house across the street.  We looked out the window and saw an older man chasing the chicken.  The clucking stopped.  Mark and I stared at each other.  That man just killed the chicken. Then the fireworks came again but this time there was a gathering of older people  around a bon fire, throwing yarn and scraps of some sort into it.  This party went on through the night.  We realized it was a house warming party.