I was born to an English Father and an Italian Mother.
My wife is half Australian and half Canadian.
I have been lucky enough to live in many countries and can legally call four of them ‘home’.
And yet at this moment, I – along with my wife and cat – are flying high in the sky, away from our life in Singapore and onto a new adventure in Hong Kong.
It’s a strange feeling being somewhere and yet nowhere.
In Singapore I knew how to get around … I had friends, I knew places, I understood the cultural quirks … and yet in HK, despite being there many times, I know I am a stranger – someone who still has to forge a place in that land.
I wonder how long it will take for me to truly call it home?
Sometimes it’s about the time it takes to make friends … other times it’s linked to ownership … you never know what it will take or how long you will need.
Believe it or not I’m not complaining … it’s just part of life … and the fact is, as long as I have my family with me, everything will be OK,
So goodbye Singapore, hello Hong Kong.