I was not a resident of Kowloon City, but I remember deeply about the airport. When I was young, I lived in an apartment overlooking Kai Tak Airport. I enjoyed plane spotting from the window during the morning and sunset on holidays. One morning in August 1988, while I was spotting as usual, a plane went off the runway. “Grandma, a plane fell into the sea!” I shouted. Grandma did not believe me until she came over to see for herself. I watched the plane floating on the sea in front of the window. Many years later, I still remember that scene clearly.
Kowloon City Stories / Contribution