The next family adventure is scarily just around the corner (8 days to be precise). As I type M has settled himself into a hotel in the city we will soon call home. It’s officially “official”, we’re moving to ‘the home of the mythical merlion’, ‘the lion city’, ‘disneyland with the death sentence’, ‘the ‘fine’ city’, call it what you will….Singapore.
Having known this for some time our approach to Hong Kong has stepped up a gear. Indulging in more meals out, weekends away, spa days, beach days and as many moments with friends as we can. Suddenly all the opportunities/experiences we’ve failed to do in the previous 22 months are staring us in the face. The weather, although hot and humid, has been sunny and blue skied (with little pollution) making the joy of Hong Kong all the more intense. How will we cope with the move? To leave our friends? To start again?
Here’s the highlights from the last few weeks:
Our weekend in Sai Kung (many thanks to the Neale family for making this possible) and a trip to the secluded beach of Wan Hoi. Sadly our Sunday excursion to Tai long Wan (the most talked about beach in HK) was halted thanks to a typhoon warning.
Our indulgent meal at the infamous and beautifully styled (with an equally stunning HK view) Hutong (so dark that barely one photo came out).
And our return visit to Disney. Yes it was busy, yes it was hot, yes it was sweaty but yes it was fun. Perhaps the best day ever for a certain three year old.