Where We Go

Because I took this job for its travelling, I guess it is only apt that I do not forget what I did it for. So, in somewhat chronological order, I close my eyes and I see...

Hong Kong

1. Victoria Harbour and the skycraper skyline at night, most beautiful at night, from some cab speeding towards Causeway Bay from the office.

2. Me, standing outside Sogo on the corner of Queensway, holding out an outstretched palm, and literally feeling the current of the crowd run through it.

3. Me, trotting down the terminal gangway toward the Star Ferry, with a big grin on the inside - it's an institution! For HKD2.20 a ride.

4. Junk boats in the evening, with their red sails, which could not have been anything but as stately during the days of fisher people and straw hats.

5. My cousin, who said he would meet me on the Mid-Levels escalator. Where? Where I'll see him coming down and he'll see me coming up. And uncharacteristically whimsically, we did.

6. Dinner, with my sister at the wonderful M at the Fringe, amidst falling petals and the heady scent of flowers.

More for another day. Also to come - before I forget - Korea, Indonesia, Switzerland, Philippines, Australia. Cities, not the whole whopping country obviously, but it just makes for easier reference. And also as always, Malaysia.

Driving

I cup my chin in my palm
And prop my elbow
On the smile of the wheel
And wait for the lights to turn

I cross my legs
With a foot on the pedal
And it’s pretty fun
To drive like this

I sing, and I rock it out
Like I’m in a club
To Alanis Morisette’s “Thank You”
Which goes down like cold lemonade
On a balmy day

I relish this
Accelerated mobility
Silence and independence
When on the road

Just me
And my little black car
Troopers – the both of us.