I think that we can all agree that this post is long overdue. Apologies for the lateness but I have been incredibly busy over the past two months. Of course the plus side of this is that I can now share my stories.
First of all, Merry belated Christmas and Happy New Year! As previously mentioned, I have been up to a lot so I will only reveal one segment of my holiday. Sadly, my very last post was before I had begun the exam period. After an intense and very miserable two weeks of writing papers for Masters modules and take home exams, I jetted off back to London to spend Christmas with my family.
Having lived in an entirely different continent for the five months before returning to England, I thought I would receive a massive culture shock. However, this was not the case. I had returned to glum London weather amidst all the last-minute Christmas shopping to realize that I myself had to then become one of these frantic shoppers trying to find the perfect gift for my loved ones. All in all, that was manic and in fact, I have come to the conclusion that I am not a huge fan of Christmas shopping – a conclusion that I have kept coming to for the past three years. Being home meant that I was around to see the Christmas lights on Oxford Street and my favourite part, eat real food (yes, no more pot noodles – shocker!). These christmas lights did not compare to the ones that my family had put up outside our house. Pretty sure our house could now be easily spotted on Google Maps. Here’s a poor quality photo of only some of our lights.
It was winter in Hong kong before leaving to England but temperatures had never been below 15 degrees, however, 4 degrees in England uncannily felt pretty much the same (Except for my eyes which kept watering in the cold)! I’m still trying to figure out why this is the case.
Whilst Hong Kong has an array of coffee shops – there’s literally one around every corner – London tends to have the same ones on every main (or relatively busy) street. Given that this is what I’m used to I was comforted to go back to Café Nero and order my chai tea latte with soy milk that does not taste like leaves. It was good to be home. A large part of my time at home was spent watching my sister perform at her many Christmas carols, concerts and shows which was lovely. As well as this I got to visit other family members. I also went to Winter Wonderland with my siblings which was lovely – very cold but lovely nonetheless.
Altogether, I felt welcomed and relaxed which was a 360-degree turn from my crazy-panicked state during exams period.
Going home meant that I could FINALLY go to a hairdressers that knew how to deal with my hair. To signal the new year, I decided to dye my hair. Like it?
What was the best part about being home? My mum cooked Eritrean food on my first night back and it was mouth-wateringly good. As much as I loved the Christmas roast dinner, nothing compares to Eritrean food! I had it for breakfast and lunch for three consecutive days.
Of course I indulged in a couple of English breakfasts whilst home! I mean can you blame me? They’re so good.
I soon returned to Hong Kong after 9&1/2 days to celebrate New Years with Jayshree who’s on exchange from the University of Leicester at the University of Western Australia in Perth, Australia.
In fear that I may overload you with information, I shall continue my stories in my next blog. This shall include updates on our new years in Hong Kong as well as our incredible January trip to Cambodia and my 21st birthday spent in Vietnam. Look out for my next posts…