Lockhart Road

Beginning at O'Brien Road (exit A5 Wan Chai MTR Station, I think. Whichever exit is supposed to lead you to the Convention Centre), Lockhart Road is where you can buy all sorts of bathroom fixtures, flooring, tiles, lighting, and other household accoutrements.

If you're looking to do up your home, it's best to take a couple of trips so you can slowly absorb the offerings and compare prices. There are dozens of shops, and I only really photographed a few because I got lazy, and I was carrying a lot of stuff.


I used to come here with a friend of mine who would order the salesmen that he thought were cute to demonstrate the shower fixtures. He really was looking for shower heads (among other types of heads, I guess), but I feel like he did rather abuse his excuse.



All sorts of chandeliers and lights across the street. Mind you, I only photographed one side of the street, too!

Oh my God, I loved this shop, and the next picture will explain why.


DO YOU SEE???????? THOSE ARE SWAN AND DRAGON FAUCETS! SWAN AND DRAGON FAUCETS!!!! IN GOLD!!!!! If you buy one of these, it is your responsibility to also buy a giant marble jacuzzi tub, a Persian cat, a monocle and a harem of bikini babes (boys or girls, your choice) who will scrub you down while you laugh "HAHAHA! We meet again!" when your bath is interrupted by a nosy secret agent.


Love this, looks like candy.


This really inspires me to wash my hands.



I think I greatly amused the uncles who were delivering stuff or working in the shops because I photographed toilet seats.

Uncle: Girl, where you from? Japan?
Me: No, why do you think I'm from Japan?
Uncle: You never seen sitting down toilets before, right? Everything in Japan is squatting toilet, right?

Haha, is that really a stereotype for Japanese people? My stereotype of Japanese toilets is something that de-scents your poo as soon as it leaves your butt and then biodegrades it while Air Suite Number 3 plays and then vaporizes any lingering poo on your butt with lazer and then gives you a quick massage and then a smart slap on a buttcheek to send you off.


After I took this picture, a giant cockroach came crawling my way, which caused even more merriment for the uncles of the area as I ran shrieking down the street.




I really like this shop. They sell door and window frames, and it feels like each frame opens into another and another for eternity or something.


Doesn't this mosaic kind of remind you of The Scream by Edvard Munch??