These days I am lucky enough to be cooped up in an office for eight hours a day, and while I am grateful to have landed a job, last summer’s travels are still at the front of my memory, begging me to get out of the country once again.
While this blog might have had experienced an unexpected hiatus and my China pictures have been gathering dust on my hard drive, this is my attempt at bringing my own motivation back to life. I applaud all those who balance work, life and still manage to create, because lately my evenings have been slumped on the couch with way too many dishes piling up in the kitchen.
As far as the summer goes, three weeks of my life were spent jetting around China and Hong Kong was our last stop before flying off to Thailand. Personally, our choice to explore China first was one of the best we made, as Hong Kong was a treat at the end, because EVERYONE COULD UNDERSTAND US. Don’t get me wrong, the culture shock was one of the best parts of the trip. Knowing that I was the weird one for not understanding customs and having to communicate through a mixture of pointing and acting was thrilling and frustrating. Still, arriving in Hong Kong, everything made sense again, yet the Eastern culture was still present. This mashup of cultures was probably what made Hong Kong so intriguing to me. Add some pacific geography to the mix and you get one of the greatest places I’ve ever visited.