Made my first venture into Hong Kong yesterday. It was mission oriented and quick in its inherent nature, but the point is that I went and I can now say I've been to Hong Kong. Perhaps I will describe it more once I have spent more than an hour there and seen more than the ferry terminal, but I can say this: mountains. I know, right? Not what I expected either. But there it is. Mountains.
I would also like to point out that I currently have no less than FIVE currencies in my wallet. 6 if you also include the Australian dollar in my possession that I was given two years ago to use for my first trip to Australia (which still has not happened). That can be your fun fact for the day. That Alex - me - has 6 currencies in her wallet. You're welcome.
This whole new life of mine (well, it's not really a new life, as it is still mine, but you get the idea...) makes me feel like a combination of Alice in Wonderland and Dorothy in Oz. My motto is "we're not in Kansas anymore," but the two girls had very much in common. They both wore blue, both travelled to strange and far away places, both met odd characters with unique (but sage) advice: Cheshire Cat, Smoking Caterpillar, "Drink Me" and a Tin Man, a Scarecrow, and "Click your heels three times to go home." Anyone? Think about it. That's kinda how I feel. Except without the wicked cool silver sparkly shoes (though my work tennis shoes are a nice silver and purple - Thank you to Puma for keeping my feet well outfitted and looking sharp...). I even have a blue dress. But it's wrinkled and I do not have an iron and RayRay once told me I look like Holly Hobbie and the Disney Channel when I wear it. I took it as a compliment; I know how he feels about the Disney Channel. It is also much too hot for the leggings that go under it. I need a Toto (Mom, want to ship me Bailey Rae?) and a white rabbit in a vest with a pocket watch, but, as I am apt to do, I digress.
OH! I officially got trained to use my harness. It is a fancy harness too. I cannot use slings because that training was, um, somewhat lacking (re: did not happen barely at all) but if I need to, I will simply be annoying and ask millions of questions. They can't be that hard. "Do not choke the sling, make a basket" - or something to that effect. I still do not have a harness of my own, but I can use it when it does come in. And I probably won't even die! Well, at least I'm not planning on it. I almost chickened out when I had to rappel or abseil (German for rappel and yes, I did look it up on dictionary.com) from Level 8 - Level 4, but I did not want to be a pansy in front of everyone else, so I basically peer pressured myself into doing something I was terrified of. Yes, I do know I am ridiculous. Thanks for pointing that out. Thankfully, the Talkinator (New Guy) had been trained previous to me, so our interaction was limited. I could focus on learning rather than who was right and why he could not shut up. Rest assured that while I was waiting to abseil, he had some pointers I ignored because I was busy concentrating on not being sick. So now I think harness work is super fun and of course I wonder why I was panicky about it in the first place. Well, I know, but you get the point.
In other news, we walked home in the POURING rain the other night. I write "pouring" in caps not to be obnoxious, but to emphasize that I know the difference between a drizzle, a rain, and a downpour. This happened to be a downpour. A couple of times passing taxis drove through the standing water on the side of the road and it cascaded onto us. I don't know that I have ever had that experience before, but it was worth it. Memories, here, memories.
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