Hong Kong

Settling in nicely

still hungry after all these years

I am settling in. Well. I think. No jet lag and even though I haven’t swum for days I’m feeling OK. One of the big bonuses from my last two visits was finally getting all the files from the various institutions involved in my adoption. Containing volumes about my early days pre and post adoption. Incluing hand written letters from my adoptive mother, intervews with my birth mother, and reports from the orphanage and my foster home in Hong Kong. I’ve done a lot of settling into new homes in my life, these early experiences served me well for today’s nomadic life.
One of my favourite documents says I didn’t stop eating when I arrived in the UK. My adoptive mum could not find anything I would not eat! No real change there. One of the biggest thrills of returning back ‘home’ is the food. Within hours I was at the wet food market in Tai Po buying fish and tofu, vegetables and fruit with my friend Jo, that were served in my welcome dinner on Monday evening.
Tuesday morning I was invited to yumcha with Mr and Mrs Leung, my hosts, and our neighbours, Mr and Mrs Chan. More about these lovely people will follow in another post.

I am getting to grips with some basic cantonese. Just as I am described as grasping English all those years ago, monosyllabic babble. But I am determined and practise with a personal old school CD player and a set of discs. I love the marking off of progress as I move onto the next CD, and the lack of distraction and temptation of apps on my new android mobile. Yesterday I succesfullly battled with technology and obtained a Birdie, no contract SIM, so am now a proud owner of a HK telephone number and UK same number on one device.

Life here in rural HK is gentle and nourishing. I awake to birdsong and there is a butterfly farm minutes away. Nurseries of both kinds nearby and a circulatary mini bus on demand. I could bike to my little sister’s from here. Tai Po waterfront is half an hour away. And there’s a small shopping centre with a great restaurant, delighful shops and a post office 10 minutes walk, and a little community centre where I am going to do tai chi, yoga an stretch class for around 3 pounds a class. (Yoga is 30 pounds a class in the city). If I
walk for 10 minutes the other way I can climb the mountain that soars above the area to make my way to a deserted, but for one restaurant, village.

Tonight I see my family. I am hoping all six of us siblings will be together for the first time. I am excited to see them again, but at the same time am enjoying not being bossed around and given a busy schedule as ‘little sister! Striking a fine balance between family and eager hosts, autonomous UK woman and little sister, wanting to be fully present and reflect on the past is an art I am cultivating. Mr Leung, my host is keen to tell me all about his passion for a type of Traditional Chinese Medicine he teaches when in London and has already sent me 10 links to read and watch. So much to do. As I type Eva, my host, has summoned me for a hot drink before we walk to the community centre to take class. she is excited as she has never been before!

Well that was fun! Imagine 30 women who have come to the end of their traditional scarf dancing class short course and a couple of newbies, one of whom cannot follow the verbal instructions. The first part of the class was pretty straightforward but the scarf dancing will take a few sessions to master. Harbour Spa groupies would have laughed at my scarf flicking and fluttering attempts, but who knows what a few weeks may reveal. All the walking and exercise before 09.00am is tiring, but luckily Eva conceded to a minibus ride home.

The local minibus/bus system is as awesome as the MTR. After class and some congee and turnip cake sustenance we walked to Tai Po Central. From there I can catch a bus to almost anywhere on HK island or Kowloon for pennies. I wish our public transport system was as efficient and cheap, and haven’t yet worked out exactly why it’s not. Answers on a postcard please.

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.

5 replies on “Settling in nicely”

I have also recently been tracing my family’s journey from India to East Africa and then UK. It’s so amazing what I have discovered about my parents. So it must be truly awesome to discover a family that you never knew existed yet alone what they did. And now have this wonderful opportunity to spend time with them. I discovered that my father had two brothers and a sister. I am now in communication with my aunt’s son and grandson. They are now helping me to try and get an Overseas Citizen of India Card for Elliot who by the way arrived in New Delhi this morning. Love reading your posts.
Devinder x


Sounds absolutely wonderful am loving your blog especially the letter from your adoptive mother . Have a lovely time with your family , your photos bring sunshine on a gloomy day . Big hugs xxx

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