Don’t it always seem to go

you don’t know what you’ve got

Til it’s gone……..

Toni, the female Cathay pilot, who’s renting me and Mr P our little apartment messaged me to say it was ready.  Early.  I’d been working to a 2pm check in, could’ve zipped over, been there hours ago.  Am I, did I?

No.  2.05pm and I’m blogging.  Finding just a little hard to say Goodbye.  I make my last lunch, rice and spinach and sweet potato.  I talk to the newest roomie Ciara, from Northern Ireland.  A teacher, SENCO (Special educational needs co-ordinator), free spirit.  38, about to move to Oz permanently and awaiting visa.  Whilst waiting, quit job to travel.  Climbing bits of Everest (as you do), a month in China, here a night before heading to Vietnam, sorting out her travels on the fly.  And that’s the thing I’m going to miss.  Being part of, by proxy, the travelling tribe.  So many stories and adventures.  Inspirational, and hopeful.  That so many of us want to cross borders, find out how others live, be part of their lives, inhabit their spaces rather than close down borders and stay with what we know and who we know.  Yes, probably the start of contentious conversations, too philosophical for me who should be hitting the road.  (By the way, I’m so out of the loop, what is happening with Brexit, should I bother to come home?)

My very out dated iphone SE, doesn’t take very good pictures.  Which is sad because I want to show you in detail the best bits of the hostel.  The attention to detail that makes it special, my little home of the last month.  Yup, I know I bitched and moaned about it, but it was and still is for the next 10 minutes my home.  Before I came here I was trying to wean self off phone, the screen time reports made hairy reading.  But I wish I had a better camera and have had to fight hard not to succumb to the wonderful Huawei P20 Pro, with 3, yes 3 Leica cameras.  EVERYONE here seems to be permanently glued to large and latest models phones.  This I don’t like.  And I’m not sure with a super duper upgrade, I’d have the willpower not to join this permanently on the phone tribe.  Happened to need to be in McDonalds yesterday – don’t ask!.  Row upon row of people, all staring at their screens, fake grass separating them, eating plastic food from plastic containers, some in little booths with upside down fake grass.  All dressed in black, navy and grey, unlike Ciara this morning in the brightest neon pink, blue, yellow and purple Nepalese silk trousers.  I felt sad for them, sad for the world we are making.  And only a hop skip and a jump away from Ciara climbing Everest and me visiting the refugee huts my Mother fled to from China.  

How does that Joni Mitchell song end….?

You take paradise

and put up a parking lot  (McDonalds?) 

A few snaps of hostel life. Not in any particular order. I’d like to rearrange the pictures so it doesn’t feature the ovens, but I’m WordPress inept. 

Published by backstagestives

Looking for my long lost family in Hong Kong And previously.... Fell in love with coastal living 5 years ago. And moved to stunning St Ives. A place to create and grow and flourish. Got me a home and a job. And never looked back. Everyone talks and writes about the famous dead people of St Ives. Virginia and Alfred and Ben and Barbara and Peter and Wilhelmina. Well I thought I’d introduce you to some very nice folk, and they’re all very much alive and make St Ives a much the better town for it.

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  1. I think it might be “Pave Paradise” either way it works.

    Yes it is a sign of the times and who are we to stop “progress”? who are we to say they can’t have the latest phone or device into which they can stare all day? Best we do as we each see fit and leave other people to get on with their lives. it breaks my heart but there you are, I’m not sure there is anything any of us “Old School” people can do about it.

    I was worried about you going into a hostel. Now, reading about all your interactions with people, I think it is the best place you could have gone.

    Saw Mr P on Sunday, briefly on the door step, he was heading up country and he was dropping something off for my birthday. Thank you. I hope you have a wonderful time together when he arrives.

    Sending love Axx

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    1. Pave. Ah yes. I remember now! It is the children I am saddest and worry most about. Because they see being on their gadgets as the only way to go. Imbibe and absorb what is modelled. And they don’t have the awareness to make an informed choice. All studies show how bad for development it is, cognitive, physical, emotional, social, creative etc. so I think this is one where I’m not happy to stand in the wings…..a real dilemma as letting others be is generally my mantra, but in this case this is not a good thing for the world as a whole or individuals here in HK or any place else.

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