Fruits Fan Club in Hong Kong.

I’m having a slight sore throat, most possibly because of my rather unhealthy lifestyle over the weekend. What made it worse was the lack of fruits in my fridge that I can just pop to my mouth to soothe the throat, or more importantly, to soothe myself psychologically that I have eaten healthy today.

So since I can’t get my fruits instantly, I shall do the closest thing that can get me to them – writing about them. And no, I’m not going to list down the health benefits of different types of fruits, but rather, I will transport myself back to March last year when I chanced upon the most copious mountain of fruits that I have seen in my life: at Yau Ma Tei Fruits Market in Hong Kong.

As always, the best things during travel are the ones that you stumble upon accidentally. We certainly did not plan to visit this fruit market, not at 2 am in the morning at least. What we were doing before that was definitely not of people who were sophisticated enough to appreciate how fruits came about to our table every morning.

I was too busy thinking that Aaron Kwok and I were meant to be since our hands fit perfectly into each other.

He's certainly not portraying himself as a fruit person. — He’s certainly not portraying himself as a fruit person.

Our night was supposed to end with a good massage at a shady looking place at Jordan, but our masseur recommended us to check out the fruit market which was not too far from the place.

We were understandably very skeptical when we saw this on the way to the market but decided to go ahead anyway since fruits are always good for you.

No these are not the prices of fruits. — No, these are not the prices of fruits.

All I can say is that don’t be disheartened if you spot a few more of those signs because the fruit market really does exist. Very much. We were wowed when we reached this junction and took in the sheer size of the place and the buzz that was happening at 2 am in the morning.

Front, back, left, right, up and down there were fruits in all directions. They came in crates and boxes and I start to wonder how many fruits are consumed each day in just this tiny island?

I feel like you could play hide and seek here and be lost.

We saw all kinds of fruits imaginable. This was just what one shop had and there were rows and rows of fruit shops boasting their fruit selection.

Including these ridiculously big and expensive Japanese strawberries.

Apparently a box of these snow strawberries cost SGD 1,000!

The market was seriously nothing short of fascinating. We wandered around the place for more than an hour, just looking at fruits and eventually getting slightly high at the sight of them.