So, a cool thing about traditionally poorer neighbourhoods is that they often feel more natural, open, and exciting. They also can have interesting traditions. Such is the case in Mong Kok, which is famous for its street markets. Here is where I have found many of the best foods, both from intentional searches and happenstance. But the street markets also sell a wide assortment of oddities. There is a street famous for selling goldfish, another entangled with all sorts of cheap plants and flowers (cacti being an interesting inclusion), a hidden away corner for buying birds, a street where I bought very cheap shoes and sandals, and then general markets. These last ones are often cramped and narrow, but here you can find some of the best deals on clothes, tech, and souvenirs. However, none of this was entirely unexpected. What did throw me for a loop, however, was when the broad avenues and main streets became congested at night time. Dozens of clusters of citizens grouped around public demonstrations. It took me a while, and I’m still not sure of my conclusion, but I believe the objects of interest are basically public karaoke with dancing. Some performers appeared more professional, with personal mics and costumes. But others looked like they were comprised of random civilians. Even better, many were accompanied by people dancing in a couple or rocking it on their own. The best part? Most of these dancers were middle-aged to elderly. I saw men and women old enough to be my grandparents dancing passionately (and with much greater skill than I can attest to, I should add) to cheers and music. So in conclusion: Mong Kok’s streets come alive at night with a vigorous display of community and passion. Expect to be delayed, amazed, and captivated.