Tuesday, June 17, 2008  2:20 PM
In transit
At the Hong Kong International Airport waiting for our flight to Los Angeles - our flight's delayed by an hour and a half. It feels almost surreal that this day is actually here, and in thirteen hours or so we'll be cruising down Venice Beach, having our first Californian Starbucks, splurging at Victoria's Secret, scarfing down In & Out burgers and of course, magical Disneyland.
In the meantime, it's exploring every inch of the airport of my second home, it feels good to be back here, even if it's within the confinements of the airport. The Cantonese announcements, the bad English signs, Dai Ga Lok Chinese fast food, iced milk tea and Hak Jiu Gai Pa Fun (Black pepper chicken chop rice) - stirs up that slight ache of nostalgia.
On another note, it's been twenty-six hours since we last slept. I'm amazed we're still awake and bouncing, I guess it's the adrenaline rush of going to the States.
Blogging was my next best option to Facebook cos the free Internet services at the Hong Kong airport prohibits the site because it promotes "personals and dating". It's no wonder so many Hongkongers are staying single.
I also can't believe I managed to fit twenty days of clothes, accessories and shoes into a backpack. Hello, whirlwind of a holiday. It has begun.
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