Take me to your Foreign Land.

Not to dig for gold or anything but to soak in its culture, to slice its heart and to breathe it all in, all of it, both history and future in that fleeting present.

HongKong you are missed, the erratic streets and the crowded MTR. The smell of streetfoods mixed with the nippy morning air. The sound of trolleys againts freshly rained pavements, the noisy Chinese woman worrying about his son.

Also, I kinda miss not having to think about work.

It was my first trip out of the country and to top it off I was assigned to navigate my senior citizen aunts, from ticketing to boarding. So you see that It was quite a struggle for me. I was anxious not for myself solely but for my old folks as well.

It was an amalgam of sunshine and disaster but it won't be as memorable without the latter. This trip was long overdue, but the wait was worth it.