Eating at this HK restaurant was the highlight of the trip, apart from reaching back home.
So effin good.
This is what this trip turned him into.
Don't be fooled, he was just looking at the pictures, hah.
.
Everyone who has experienced my work trips understands why it isn't a vacation even though we are overseas. It's hard because people who has never gone on one think I'm so lucky to be able to "travel" for work so I shouldn't have anything to complain about but it's actually rather draining. When I get back, I feel all out of sorts, and I would go on a "cleansing" rampage to get myself back to my normal state of body and mind. I've also come to associate the spot on my bed beside my lamp as being back home again, the spot where I can be the most at ease with myself. This is the spot that I miss the most when I am away cause when I am away, I can't exist fully as I only exist for my work. That's the part that drains me and that's the part that has to be felt before understanding why my work isn't the holiday package that it seems.
No comments:
Post a Comment