A long
time ago, I went to visit my cousin when she was studying at McGill
in Montreal. My cousin and I grew up together and we were pretty
much like sisters. I stayed with her and her roommates for a couple
of days, and in that time, I remember being very surprised about what
my cousin was really like outside of our family environment. It was
essentially an eye-opening experience.
At this
stage in the game, I don't think there is anything that my brother
could do that would surprise me. He's been playing in an Ultimate
Frisbee league since he arrived in Hong Kong, and although I did
visit him here a couple of years ago, I didn't meet any of his
friends until now. I went out to meet a few of them and I'm glad
that they are a diverse group of really nice people. Nice people who
drink a lot. And I knew that my brother drinks a lot too, but it's
been some time since I've gone drinking with him. I also have to
admit, it's been a long time since I've been classified as completely
drunk. Perhaps my body realized it too and did not appreciate it as
much as it used to. I was in pretty poor shape the next day.
My
brother's apartment is nice. Recently renovated, clean, bright, sparsely furnished. There are some things to get
used to, like how you have to go through the kitchen to get to the
bathroom, and how you have to turn on the water heater ten minutes
before you take a shower. There is a washing machine but no dryer,
and in this climate nothing ever really dries properly. All you can
do is keep the air conditioner on and hope that it will remove most
of the moisture from your clothes. The building itself is a little
scary when you first look at it. The hallway is dark and dingy,
there are tiles missing on the floor, and the elevator is
claustrophobic (although that's not really uncommon here). I guess
that's mostly how Hong Kong is – a bit worn out on the outside,
shiny and new on the inside.
That's all from HK for now. Happy New Year!
That's all from HK for now. Happy New Year!
"Say, we can go where we want to, a place that they will never find, and we can act like we come from out of this world, leave the real one far behind"
1 comment:
LOL - In Scotland, I remember watching laundry to take days to dry on the line. It was washed many times over by the rain!
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