I think I might just have discovered the solution to my lifelong question of why I am always a bit indifferent to Hong Kong while I am here, but feel right at home and love the place when I am actually there.
It’s because of one very simple factor: I walk around in Hong Kong; I drive around in Vancouver.
Which also helps to explain why I have such fond memories of Halifax, but not so much of Vancouver.
Anyways, this epiphany occurred around 9PM tonight as I took a little stroll with my grandma after dinner, just around the neighborhood.
When you actually walk on your feet, you notice all sorts of things you don’t otherwise notice. The color of that new house; the nice car your neighbors drive; this pretty green lawn that orange house has, etc.
When you actually walk on your feet, you get much more “alone time” to think, especially thinking in blogmode. And when you take public transit, you get to observe a lot of people whom you’d otherwise just ignore.
What’s more, as me and my grandma were walking, this jogger jogged by – turns out she is a female friend of mine from high school who happens to live about a 3 minute walk away from my place.
My grandma was like “it’s rare to see such a decent looking girl” (I paraphrase).
LOL.
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