I don’t know if you remember me, but I visited you a couple of times in the past few years. I was the one who spoke high school French and ate your snails and frog legs. In a black coat. Walked a lot. Ring any bells? Well, we had some good times together.
In general, I try to keep it positive here at Escaping the Empty Nest. I want my readers to feel like the world is a big, beautiful place that is inviting and available. I want you to feel like people are wonderful and if we just meet them all there would be world peace because we will truly connect. I want you to be inspired.
I have spent quite a bit of time in Hong Kong, because my husband is a native Hong Konger and we’re based here for part of our trip-around-the-world this year. It’s a fast-paced and energetic city. Public transportation is great, it’s safe, people are civilized and helpful, and there’s lots of English spoken so you’ll be ok if you’re monolingual. In English.
You’ve read my Squat Potty post, right? The one about the porcelain (if you’re lucky) hole in the floor where doing your duty requires planning and preparation? Well, in Japan, all those horrible memories can be neutralized by the wholesome goodness that is the Japanese public toilet.