Was great to see an old mate in HK again. Curtis and I grew up here and while he was over for a week we visited a few of the old haunts to relive old memories. What we found was renovation, reclamation and relocation. It really did drive home how much of an itinerant place this is, or highlighted the fact that it's over a decade since we ran around the busy streets, bursting with caffeine and sugar, prolonging the inevitable. I guess it's just noticeable, age that is, when you're away from a place for a while and then come back.
It's like the movie Dark City. While hunting around for hiking gear yesterday I found 2 places on the list (printed only 2 weeks ago) had relocated and one the building just wasn't there anymore. In the movie, one day there's a street and the next it's yet another high-rise. I love that movie, and not just cos of Jennifer Connelly.
Each time I come back I realise it's never the same but the only thing that remains is the coming and going of people I know. It might not be the same people each time, old friends from school or church, yet each one of them is coming back for the same reason as I am; visiting family and trying to find that missing chapter of life, the other home which makes no place really feel like home. It's the third culture kid experience, something I'd love to know more about.
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