Like most blokes, my attention span when it comes to shopping is incredibly short-lived. In fact WINDOW-SHOPPING is pretty much as far as it goes for me, unless I know exactly what it is I want to buy. In Hong Kong, however, window-shopping is a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT EXPERIENCE. While for some it’s handbags a-plenty, for others like myself it’s A FEAST FOR THE EYES (and soon afterwards the belly), with ROASTED AND CURED MEATS hanging in just about every third storefront window. Now that’s my kind of window-shopping!