Tomorrow morning we leave for a luxurious 5 day 4 night CHILD-FREE vacation in Hong Kong.
I’m both excited and frustrated. Frustrated because it doesn’t seem as though HK is easily transversed in the wheelchair, but perhaps if we go slow I can manage with my crutches for a half day to do some of the non-acessible stuff? If not, I guess there’s always Hong Kong Disney, which as with all Disney experiences is ridiculously accessible. The fact that it’s also a short (3-4 hour) plane ride makes it a destination that we can easily return to later when I’m healed, so it’s not a huge deal.
This will be my first time in Hong Kong, and my 4th destination traveled to in Asia (the other 3 are India, Singapore-duh, and Thailand).
I’m looking forward to the cooler weather there (I’m told by weather.com that it will be in the mid to high 60’s while we’re there) and breaking out my jeans for the first time since our US trip.
Even more, I’m looking forward to a nice vacation as a couple. Ravi and I have done a few overnights before this, we’ve spent maybe 5 nights away from Ellie since she was born, the longest being a short weekend trip to California to catch a Cindy Alexander show (link is to my video of her singing “4 hours”-the song we danced to at our wedding) when Elanor had just turned 1. The last time we spent a night away from E was our anniversary this past July 15th for one night.
I’m also super excited because we decided to splurge and use some of our frequent flier miles to fly first class. I’ve only done that once before-on my honeymoon (which, come to think of it, also involved medical drama and a wheelchair–my back was screwed up and it was prior to the surgery). I can’t wait to sit in my little first class pod, drink some champagne and not have to play Elmo even once. I have two back issues of people magazine, some trashy novels loaded on my Kindle and maybe I’ll even close my eyes and relax without having to worry about keeping an eye/ear open for my toddler.
We’re staying at the Conrad Hong Kong, and I can’t wait to kick back in my room with a pack of bubble gum and rent a non-SG edited for my safety and delicate senses movie.
The major event we’re attending is my Christmas present from Ravi–the Taylor Swift concert on Monday night. I’m not usually into concerts at all (give me broadway any day) but it’s really rare for an American artist I like to come to Singapore, so going feels like a small “American” experience.