I pride myself on traveling fast and light, but my suitcase definitely has gotten heavier. I've tried to blame it on being at sea level with increased humidity and my clothes absorbing water, but it's really the presents I've bought for my family. I have unrolled the small duffel bag to solve my problem.
Carole and I are winding down here in Hong Kong. It is defintely a big city and big cities do not appeal to me (except for Sydney, which I LOVED --- that was four years ago with our yongest son, Owen, when he was 22). Carole will leave tomorrow for home in Pennsylvania, and my flight to Seoul takes off about an hour after her departure. After a month of traveling together, we suddenly feel that time has run short and let's hurry up and be sure to do everything we meant to do. We can hardly remember being in Beijing.
By the way, who has received post cards so far? Clint and the boys say they haven't received a thing, although I started mailing postcards four weeks ago! Oh well, please don't take it personally if you think I have not communicated.
Hong Kong is very, very noisy and so is this Internet cafe that apparently derives its main income from adolescent boys whose parents don't mind (or don't know) that they spend their afternoons on Internet games and being a nuisance to serious adults who want to type in peace. Guess it's been too long since Travis and Owen were that age because I would have beaten them for being so obnoxious. Some other patrons were also turning around to look at the kids, so I asked the fellow running the place to ask the kids to tone down. He said no.
We are having dinner tonight with Clint's niece who happens to be working in Hong Kong, so I will convey kisses from her mom in Northern California and be able to truthfully report that Jean is indeed well and happy. You know how we parents like visual verification when it comes to our children.
Although I wrote six months ago about visiting the Rotary district in South Korea that is our exchange partner for this year, I am down to my arrival there in less than 24 hours without many details of whom I will be able to meet. Since I am arranging the sending of our team there and reception of their team in our district next, it is in the best interests of both of our districts that we do this. This is an example of "living with ambiguity" and trusting that someone indeed will pick me up at the airport.
Stay tuned for news from SEOUL! (Anyone remember the TV music program "Soul Train"? I love the way the announcer said "SOUUUUUUUL!" Don't think any Koreans will recognize my reference, though ...)
Talk to you when I am in a different time zone.
Carole and I are winding down here in Hong Kong. It is defintely a big city and big cities do not appeal to me (except for Sydney, which I LOVED --- that was four years ago with our yongest son, Owen, when he was 22). Carole will leave tomorrow for home in Pennsylvania, and my flight to Seoul takes off about an hour after her departure. After a month of traveling together, we suddenly feel that time has run short and let's hurry up and be sure to do everything we meant to do. We can hardly remember being in Beijing.
By the way, who has received post cards so far? Clint and the boys say they haven't received a thing, although I started mailing postcards four weeks ago! Oh well, please don't take it personally if you think I have not communicated.
Hong Kong is very, very noisy and so is this Internet cafe that apparently derives its main income from adolescent boys whose parents don't mind (or don't know) that they spend their afternoons on Internet games and being a nuisance to serious adults who want to type in peace. Guess it's been too long since Travis and Owen were that age because I would have beaten them for being so obnoxious. Some other patrons were also turning around to look at the kids, so I asked the fellow running the place to ask the kids to tone down. He said no.
We are having dinner tonight with Clint's niece who happens to be working in Hong Kong, so I will convey kisses from her mom in Northern California and be able to truthfully report that Jean is indeed well and happy. You know how we parents like visual verification when it comes to our children.
Although I wrote six months ago about visiting the Rotary district in South Korea that is our exchange partner for this year, I am down to my arrival there in less than 24 hours without many details of whom I will be able to meet. Since I am arranging the sending of our team there and reception of their team in our district next, it is in the best interests of both of our districts that we do this. This is an example of "living with ambiguity" and trusting that someone indeed will pick me up at the airport.
Stay tuned for news from SEOUL! (Anyone remember the TV music program "Soul Train"? I love the way the announcer said "SOUUUUUUUL!" Don't think any Koreans will recognize my reference, though ...)
Talk to you when I am in a different time zone.
1 comment:
Hi Karen!
Enjoying this trip with you! Thanks for sharing! Congrads on the new grandchild!! See you back in the USA!
Love,
Alice
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