I’m safe and sound in Hong Kong – at my parent’s place. It’s definitely been a hell of a day.
The flight across the Pacific was done in one of those fancy new Boeing 777s, where there is noticeably more legroom and personal space as compared to my previous intercontinental flights. This was a huge plus. On the down side, it seems like the extra space came at the cost of precious inches in the aisle. For my 15 hour flight, I must have had everything but bodily fluids spilled on to me. That was mildly unpleasant. Hopefully, the red wine stain will come out of my trousers and the instant noodle soup smell will come out of my shirt. Otherwise, the flight itself was quite dull. I met a couple whose kids went to Waterloo for Engineering [they complimented on my spoken Cantonese, which was different], and they had Easy as Pie on one of the ‘Canadian’ movie channels.
My stay in Hong Kong has been anything but dull. My parents immediately dragged me to the funeral halls to pay my respects to the faimly….lineage. That was kind of nice. It turns out I’ve become quite incompetent with the whole fire concept since my last trip back; I had trouble lighting incenses, making candles stay upright, and if it weren’t for the fact that I didn’t burn myself, I would’ve labeled myself as a fire hazard. I am, however, more than happy to report that I am simply incompetent with this ‘fire’ concept. Thank goodness I was never back in the stone ages; I would certainly have pushed back the development of the homo sapiens species for quite a few centuries.
I had hot pot tonight with most of my extended family. It was nice – and I even tried to speak more Cantonese than I’m used to. I may eventually get a hang of speaking this language again. But then again, maybe I may just be deluding myself. I’m certainly at the age where my mind has become a frozen tundra that is impervious to anything new.
Not many plans tomorrow just yet. If I wake up early enough, I may go for dim sum with my grandfather [dad's side]. I’ve got lunch dim sum with my grandfather [mom's side]. Hopefully, I’ll have some time to go around the city and take some quick photos if the weather cooperates. A part of me suspects that it may have other plans for me instead.
Needless to say, I’m exhausted. I’ve barely slept on the plane, and I was up Saturday morning before 5:30 to get to the airport. Hopefully these sleeping aids will work as advertised, otherwise, I’m going to be in for a rough ride come morning.
Take care y’all. Be home in 6 days or so.