for the second time i packed my bags, this time from our home on HePing, and caught a cab to the bus station. the night before had been cosy, john, jared, robbie, brent and nikki first playing pool for a few hours, then heading to PS for a final night of Zubrowka and chats before making a late dash to the New York Bagel house for a dinner/breakfast and then saying goodbyes on the pavement outside and heading home in a cab to chat with jared and john. sleep came and the morning consisted of packing my things, walking out for coffee, a visit to the library, a long walk and then the aformentioned cab ride.
the airport business was smooth, i sat and read my book on Elliott Smith and drifted into memories, hopes and the constant euphoria of returning to Hong Kong.
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