London Girl Does Europe…

Sleep deprivation has never been something I cope well with. Having staved off jet lag following my flight to the UK at the beginning of the week my inner grouch is currently very much outer having had all of two hours rest in the last 48! The reason for this state of sleepiness however is a far more exotic tale. The last few days have been spent in the beautiful town of Turin, (Italy), at the wedding celebrations of two of our dear friends.
Weddings are wonderful occasions, each one representing the personality and artistry of the couple involved. This particular affair was nothing short of regal. Italian castles aside the scale and generosity of this spectacular celebration is a memory that will last for many years to come.
On a more petite scale the beginning of this UK trip started with a visit to the West Country to meet my new born goddaughter. A miracle of serenity following a five day labour, holding her in my arms made even the giant rolling hills of the Dorset landscape seem insignificant. The enormity of such a responsibility induced my terrified husband to look at me pleadingly in the off chance this tiny little person had awakened a broody gene! (He rested easy after my fourth nappy change with us both deciding our naughty ball of trouble Ginger was quite enough for now…)
Being back in the UK has been a wonderful if mildly disorientating experience. Having been born and brought up in London it has, and always will, hold a special place in my heart. However Hong Kong and all it’s insanity has carved it’s own little niche in me. Although polar opposites of each other these two cities I have called home are a perfect reflection of my different passions.
With real friends and some brilliant projects in the pipeline in our Oriental life the sense that we are in the right place at the right time has never been stronger. That feeling is compounded by the knowledge that I will be sharing our life, and our home, with some of our dearest friends by the end of the month. My wonderful girls have organised themselves – a feat in it’s own right – to coordinate their trips over to Hong Kong within days of my arrival back there. Our excited planning has already brought on butterflies in the stomach at the mere thought of their arrival.
Whilst enjoying the company of old friends and family the knowledge that we have this whole other life thousands of miles away has had a shrinking effect on the world. However, whilst sitting on the grass holding my goddaughter looking out at the expanse of the English countryside, I knew that that is the life we will one day inhabit – albeit with frequent flyer miles taking us back to visit our Far Eastern family.

Advertisement

~ by londongirlgoeseast on September 5, 2010.