Things are changing. They have a habit of doing that, despite our best efforts. And don’t ask how it came about. It’s kind of a random, convoluted story that sounds more interesting in my head. Suffice to say, I’m moving to Hong Kong. Incidentally, Hong Kong in Mandarin is Xiānggǎng. Which sounds nothing at all like Hong Kong. I think it’s Hoānggǎng in Cantonese. Which is closer, but I could have just made that up. I don’t speak either language. This is going to be interesting.
Anyway, after a year and a half in Seattle I felt I was due for some upheaval. No sense in getting complacent, or even comfortable. So I’m going back to that fickle mistress, architecture. Changing by going back. Everything’s cyclical. Which doesn’t explain why I’m leaving a city I love, a week after summer seems finally to have arrived.
So it goes.
This is the trouble. I want too many things. And there’s not enough time for them all. A friend once said I was a good traveler. Because I wasn’t running from anything. But I am. I’m running from Time. Or rather from her inexorable progress. ‘Good luck with that!’ comes the cry from the heckler in the gallery.
Yeah. Same to you bud.
This then, is how it’s going to go. You’re included on this email because you graced the last travel blog list. Or because I’ve met you since then and it behooved me to add you to the list. Or maybe you’ve stumbled across this on Facebook. Either way, if you’d like to continue to receive updates of my life in Hong Kong, reply now. Think of it as a reverse unsubscribe feature. You’ll be unsubscribed simply by not doing anything! Would that all spam worked that way.
Presumably curious things will happen to me. That or I’ll make up curious stories about things that didn’t happen to me. Either way, we’ll be in touch.
Best,
David
