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Ahhhhhhhh.......
That's the sigh of relief that I exhaled as I landed back in Hong Kong's
beautiful, clean, organized, modern airport.
That's the sound I made when I boarded the
swift, efficient Airport Express train into Central.
That's the noise that escaped my throat when I stepped into the International Finance Center Building to meet my friend Travis.
That's also the breath that slowly hissed out as I went shopping at the IFC mall and slipped into a
new pair of flip-flops. This is the sweet sigh of relaxation that I am making as I type in a room with
air conditioning and far from the beeping horns and construction site noises that are so prevalent in Hanoi.
It is so nice to be back in a modern city.
Already I feel
rejuvenated (but just wait till the Immodium wears off!). I feel ready for adventure again. In maybe a few more days.
My trip from Hanoi to Hong Kong was timely and uneventful, leaving the humid heat of Hanoi at about 11:00 a.m. and arriving in the humid heat of Hong Kong at 1:30 p.m. (there's a one-hour time difference).
I
have a busy social schedule for the weekend. Tomorrow night it is a late dinner at the
Spring Deer Pekingese restaurant. Saturday, for the 4th of July, it is the
junk boat trip with a group of hard-partying expats. If I'm still alive and still with liver on Sunday, I would love to check out the Hong Kong tourism board's
Kung Fu Corner. It consists of demonstrations in a Kowloon park - so sorry, you will not be seeing me attempt to emulate Bruce Lee or Jackie Chan, hilarious though I'm sure that'd be.
Stay tuned, I am still in the game.... I've just been sitting out on the balcony at Travis' apartment, and this occurred to me:
An eastern breeze wafts clouds across the moon -
Junk boat lights drift slowly through the harbor -
Silky black mountain silhouettes
Jut up above the ever-breaking water.
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Jill
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This sounds much better to me! But I'm not sure I can handle being on a plane for more than 3 hours... I know I am wimpy - you can do this!