Old people often say that time passes by like the blink of an eye. I must have somehow turned into an old person, because twenty years just… flew by. I don’t remember where I was twenty years ago today. I do remember watching the ceremony on TV. The one where Chris Patten and his family left Hong Kong in the pouring rain. I remember the uncertainty in my heart – I wasn’t a full-fledged HKer yet (and it turns out I missed the boat on that one – should’ve gotten a Hong Kong passport, or at least that damned return home card before ’97) – the uncertainty that would highlight our future.
It’s strange that now looking back, I don’t think much of the change actually happened until about 3 or 4 years ago (although by 2003, I already couldn’t get that damned return home card) – that could well be my own ignorance though. I don’t know. There are pros and cons to living in every single city in the world, so I chose to see the pros. I am still trying to choose to see the pros – Hong Kong is still a fucking awesome city. But in addition to the inability to ever purchase your own flat or house, the ever-increasing wealth gap, the ridiculous stagnation of income despite inflation year after year, it’s also the fear of Tiananmen, the fear of a non-transparent justice system, the fear of eroding freedoms, the fear of an all out communist dictatorship that’s boiling over into this political turmoil that is Hong Kong right now.
It’s so weird to look at this place that I call home and wonder about the future. It’s not the first time there has been civil unrest in Hong Kong. It happened in the 60s when people rioted against British colonial rule…. Hong Kong people seem to have forgotten that colonial rule wasn’t always great. But I suppose that’s because we had some really good governors right before the end… Sigh. I don’t know. What will the next twenty years bring?
This evening, I was asleep when we landed, but felt the plane go up and down a little as we hit the runway. I watched Rush, which was amazing, and now I have to go find the DVD because this is a movie that I will watch over and over again. I love the F1.
As I pushed my heavy trolley towards the train, I saw the number of children waiting, and decided I couldn’t do it… so I pushed the trolley down to the taxi stand. As I left the airport building to go outside towards the taxis, I braced myself for the whoosh of hot humid air that I remember vividly, but instead was met with a cool whoosh instead. My immediate thought was, How on earth do they get the aircon working so well outside… It took me about five seconds to realise that the cool air was actually winter, and not aircon.
Anyway. After 10 months away, I am finally home. Properly home. I’m heading out again in ten days, but that’s a short break. I am home. It’s so good to be home.
So I missed the first day because I was still in Singapore, but hey! Today was great!! Already looking forward to next year – although I’m not sure where they can do it. It’s kinda sad, really, that the only available open space is actually just “in waiting” for yet more stuff to be built. Oh well. We’ll see how it goes…
Bye bye Clockenflap 2012! It was awesome!!
Home sweet home. Lugging my suitcase up five flights of stairs to a less than pristine house really made me miss the duplex and the comforts of Singapore. Every time I come back, I resolve to do something about the damn house… Maybe this time I’ll actually do something about the resolve…
Date night with an ex who’s back in town for a few weeks today. This is part of the conversation that we had.
Me: Wow! Look at that sunset!
Ex looks. No comment. We carry on eating.
Ex: So romantic.
Ex: The sunset -.-”
So romantic. Hahahaha.
Beautiful Hong Kong.
Genting was SO nice. 21 degrees, great sun during the day time, breezy and cool and night. SO much better than this sticky, disgusting 33-degree Hong Kong. BAH.
It was great to see Jess. I’m so glad she came up the mountain to visit and bring me food and laughs!! Wish I could’ve gone down to see JB, Bren & Boo but some things just aren’t meant to be. Also wish we didn’t have to leave the bloody hotel at 5am to get to the airport in time for our flight. Seriously. Post-show. Meaning we wouldn’t even be back in our rooms until just before midnight… and we’d have to pack… WTH.
In other news, I’m so thankful that RJW is standing in for me at my other job. I don’t think I would have coped with heading in to TVB and working… Would’ve been nice to see the sister though. Oh well.
Mostly because I’ve been busy. It’s good to be busy. But I’ve also been sick. Sadly. Anyway. Day job, freelance jobs, God is good, but I’m still broke. I fully intend to break that broke thing before the year is out. God willing.
Anyway. Before I get back to work, here’s a picture of the beautiful southwest of Hong Kong. I was hanging with TCW, but then I had to work, and he let me work in his car, while he drove to the edge of the city… and waited for me to be done before we went down to the water. I am so blessed to have a friend like him!!!!!
All of God’s glory…
I love coming home. I mean, I love travelling too, but there’s a warm fuzzy feeling when the plane flies over the water, lower and lower, until you see the ground rushing towards you… and there’s a gentle bump… and you see the hills and the ships and the other planes all surrounded by that familiar haze… Ahhhh!!