Descending into Hong Kong is one of my favorite airplane descents. Approaching from the air, the islands down below rise out of the water while boats and huge tankers chug through the ocean leaving big white frothy wakes. One minute you're over the South China Sea and the next minute you're on a runway that seems to begin at the water's edge. I have a few hours until flight CX888 leaves for Vancouver and I don't expect Gregg to be at the gate for another hour.
Yesterday was a blessed day filled with time with the people who I have come to love so much. The people I wanted to see most came to a little goodbye party at the Vietnamese restaurant where we laughed, cried and ate lychee (thanks to tennis pro Andy). The likelihood of me seeing them again is fairly high. Lots of Canadians and you all know how I love road trips. But it was the end of an era and it seemed surreal to hug them all one last time. My friend Esther drove me to the airport this morning and Leanne met us there. But alas, I forgot my Vietnamese conical hat in Esther's car. It was so nice to have them there with me as I waited for my flight. During my final hours in Taiwan, I felt so loved. Trust me the feeling is mutual. My Taiwan friends, all I can say is thank you for everything.
Hmmm, maybe I'll check out the TV lounge or just sleep for a while.
2 comments:
It was great to be able to be part of your Taiwan crew. I look forward to hearing about your Canadian adventures. Love ya!
JEN!!!!!!!! COME BACK...YOUR vietnamese hat misses you! Hehe, and ME TOO!
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