Now the day I have been almost dreading for over a year now. Leaving Hong Kong, my plane leaves in about 3 hours, I'll be home in 39, Cheryl, Thomas and I leave the apartment in about 40 min. For me this is the final end to my UWC expirience, I chose this time to go to Hong Kong because in my brain I could say that it was extending the whole expirience for about three weeks. I am quite sure that when I walk through the passport check alone, the harsh reality will kick in. I'll be all alone, not knowing when and if I'll see any of these people again. I said good bye to Derek on Friday, Nat yesterday and I saved the two hardest ones to say good bye to till today.
This city, I like it, but I don't think I could live here. Or maybe here in Tuen Mun or up on the Peak (hey you can always dream right?), I need slightly more space than what is common here, maybe not for living alone, but if I were to live with a family definataly. Three weeks and some days. I did close to everything, I saw the sights, I chilled, the food was amazing, the coffee good as well. These laft few weeks I have been living what is my 'The Good Life', chilling with freinds and putting every worry to the back of my head. So lets see what did I do in Hong Kong: Visited the Buddha, Lan Kwai Fong on a friday, cinema (twice), been to most of the big shopping malls, Stanley Marked, The nunnery, the MTR, the tram, Tai O, the peak, drank tea (soooo much of it), eaten dim sum and winter melon, had family dinners, been to Shanghai and a couple of other towns, listned to random music in Nat's room while sobering up, tried chinese beer (not that good, a bit too weak for my taste), met the zero year (one of them), walked through the park, seen popstars, been ready to kill Se Lais, watched the crowd watching football in Times Square, taken the star ferry, gotten lost and then found again (who knew there were two Starbucks in Pasefic Place), taken the bus on my own, and many many more things. It has been great. Now I have to write in Thomas' year book, I'll write more once I am home.
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Miss you crazy Norwegian...
Emily
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