How do I even start my story. It has been a little over a month after I flew back from Hong Kong and every weekend I could spare was either filled with something I had to do instead of writing this post or I couldn’t assemble my thoughts well on how that trip was like.
I was running away from an unfortunate event prior to this trip, this was exactly what I needed to get loose of the heavy feeling I was trying to unload myself from. Surprisingly, it turned out to be splendid. It was filled with a lot of firsts for me and it made me discover a lot of things about myself – the very essence of traveling.
