On the way to Lantau, you get to see a different set of buildings. It seemed like every big banking company in the world had a huge building in the downtown area of Hong Kong.

I became fascinated with the old and new elements in the architecture. Much of the old was left with the new being pastiched-on.

This is the top of Man-Mo Temple on Hollywood Road. It is the oldest (and perhaps only) temple left in Hong Kong. It honors 2 gods: Man and Mo. Inside, where you cannot take pictures, the entire ceiling is hung with coils of incense that can burn for months. The air is thick with the scent of sandlewood, and, despite being a tourist destination, is an active temple. When we were there, the interior doors were closed, signaling that the ladies who were caring for the temple had sensed some spiritual danger about. Spirits are not supposed to be able to go up stairs, around doors or along winding paths, so there are door jams everywhere, even in hotel rooms (makes for a few stumbles, especially if you're as clumsy as I, until you get used to the fact that there is a slight step up required to get into your room). The outside doors to the temple were open, but the ceremonial inside ones which sit directly behind the fron doors were closed. These doors resemble movable screens, with a set of doors inside the frame. One could walk to either side to get into the temple proper, but the bad spirits could not.

One of the Foo Lions guarding the exterior court of Man-Mo Temple. Foo Lions were not "indigenous" to Chinese art or lore, but now they have come almost to symbolize China.