Category Archives: International

23. Riverdance

Riverdance

Ever since I saw this show — oh, maybe ten years ago — I’ve been wanting to see it again. I put it on my Day Zero list as a promise to myself that I would go if I could, but with no real expectations of fulfilling this if the stars did not align.

Enter my parents, who are absolute gems and who took me to see Riverdance when they were conducting their farewell tour last Sunday!

The show was everything I remembered and hoped it would be. It had a good mix of dance, song, and instrumentals, with plenty of Irish stepdancing — the main hook of the show — as well as some brilliant tap and some really lovely flamenco. The music alternated between being hauntingly beautiful and thoroughly vivacious. My favourite part remains the bit where the Irish dancers, having travelled across the Atlantic to reach the United States, meet African-American tap dancers and have a sort of dance-off that ends up becoming a trade of dance traditions.

See for yourself:

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Of course, the one I saw was a little different, having different dancers — there was moonwalking! — and the music was also somewhat changed, but you get the point.

notes from fragrant harbour (i)

Sick, again, already. My bouts of illness occur frequently enough that it’s become a common practice among my friends to inquire after my recent health like an old lady. Fortunately, there’s nothing seriously wrong with me this time around — just a sore throat and the exhaustion that usually accompanies it.

The frustration I feel with being poorly gets the better of me sometimes, though — I didn’t even do anything to warrant it this time: I’ve hardly been anywhere at all; I’ve been eating and resting properly; and I’ve even been careful to dress appropriately for the fluctuations in temperature — as little as possible when striding about in the humid heat outside, and with a warm, long-sleeved jacket for cover-up whenever indoors on account of the interminable air-conditioning. My only theories left are that I haven’t been drinking enough water — partly because the taste of Hong Kong boiled water nauseates me, and mostly because I get thirsty faster than it takes for boiling water to cool — or I haven’t got used to being under air-conditioning most of the time yet.

Speaking of a/c, the one in my room likes to spit at me. Little, black, hard pieces of something or another appear on one side of my bed some mornings. The a/c is an older kind controlled by a none-too-sensitive dial that has obviously never heard of the Buddha’s Middle Way, and blows either hot air that has me waking in a sweat or frigid air that leaves me curled up under my sheets. I’ve opted for huddling on one side of the bed to avoid inhaling random particles, but perhaps I’ve done it anyway.

The building we’re living in right now seems to be older than most of the ones my friends or I’ve lived in before, judging by the lift. The lift isn’t ancient, however — although much smaller than the ones you’ll find in newly-constructed apartment blocks, this one has all its buttons and automatic sliding door. Quite different to the one my friend was telling us about over Thai food, the one in her grandparents’ residential (or was it office?) block, one of the really old kind with a metal grille in place of a door. (Think Inception.)

Apparently, because nobody really knows how to use that kind of technology anymore, the building employs an old man to sit inside and run the lift. ‘Mo dim ah!’ he warns younger generations, as he pulls the grille across. An unnecessary warning, perhaps, as I don’t think anyone who doesn’t know how to handle a lift like that would want to touch anything. Then again, you never know with curiosity. I can imagine him sitting there beneath the column of lift buttons, shaking his head at young people these days, who are more likely to break than use the contraption he runs.

And I wonder, fifty years from now, will children stare askance at our iPods and laptop computers? Will they laugh at our outdated technology and handle their own new-fangled ones or will we even have much of a world left with which to feed our increasing consumerist hunger?

Either way, my internet time is up and I have to go back to bed. I have to say, it is nice to petted and cared for when sick. For once I have no immediate deadlines or readings to complete and I’m being fed without having to cook. Let’s see if I can make a record recovery!

Things I Love Thursday

For the next few weeks, I’ll be blogging about the things I love most while in my childhood home of Hong Kong. I think that’s pretty awesome — that I get to be back.

♥ Cathay Pacific is an awesome airline. They gave Haagen-Dazs ice-cream for dessert! And also had a great selection of movies, as usual, but I didn’t think that the flight was a good time to watch Black Swan (if I ever do), so watched Groundhog Day, Chocolat and Quest for Camelot instead.

♥ The fact that my parents have moved from a valley to a hill. While still ridiculously far from where my friends are, it’s easier for me to get out and catch public transport. We also get amazing views and it’s nowhere near as hot as our old place, which reached 40°C+ in the summer.

early morning in fragrant harbour

early morning in fragrant harbour

♥ The many public holidays that Hong Kong has — all the Western ones left over by the British, like Easter and Christmas, and all the Chinese ones like the New Year, Mid-Autumn, Ching Ming, and most recently, the Buddha’s Birthday on Tuesday. I was once told that when HK switched from being a British colony to being back in Chinese hands, we couldn’t very well celebrate the Queen’s birthday anymore, but didn’t want to remove that public holiday, so replaced it with the Buddha’s birthday instead.

♥ Steamed fish with soy sauce and green onions, just the way I like it. You really don’t get fish like that in Vancouver. I plan on eating this a few times while I’m here!

♥ Speaking of food, I’ve got a long list of food I want to eat while I’m here and have started work on it already with steak and creamed spinach. Yes, I know, it’s weird to crave creamed spinach, but it’s been on my mind for months and I just can’t make it the way I want!

♥ Reading for pleasure. I’ve been a little bit lazy (and also incapacitated) for the last couple of days, so have been devouring books, some new, some old. I’m updating my reading blog bit by bit, though I don’t think I’ll be hardworking enough to log all of them.

♥ Bonding with my beloved piano. My real piano. As happy as I am with my electric in Vancouver (a belonging I hover over protectively), it doesn’t compare with an acoustic that really responds to my touch. It’s also lovely to be able to look outside at what is practically a jungle outside my bedroom window.

♥ Lastly, I finally got all my grades — and I did well, even managed better than I expected, all things considering. I even managed to lift my GPA up by 0.3%, which I’m impressed about since I don’t think I’ve ever managed more than 0.1% at a time. With all this comes an immense sense of relief — I don’t have to do any more classes and I don’t have to worry about my grades anymore. I’ve only got 3 more credits to complete and they won’t kill my GPA no matter how badly I do — and I have no intention of doing badly. I can take a couple of classes I’m interested in next year for Credit/Pass/Fail, and concentrate on work and grad school and job applications. I’m so glad.

5 travel tips for a more comfortable plane ride

Are you going anywhere for the summer? I’ve just flown back to Hong Kong over the weekend and am reflecting on the things I do to make the long-haul journey a more comfortable one where possible.

1. Pick the aisle seat.

I love the window seat as much as anyone, but not on a long flight. Clambering over strangers to get to the washroom, particularly sleeping strangers, is not my favourite thing to do.

2. Bring an empty water bottle.

Flying is a dry business and it’s very important to stay hydrated, especially on long flights. You can’t carry liquids with you through security, but you can definitely get your bottle filled for you on the plane. I find this both a lot more environmentally friendly and less troublesome to flight attendants to ask once or twice to fill my water bottle than to ask for a tiny, non-reusable cup of water every hour.

3. Invest in a neck pillow.

A good, sturdy one that keeps its shape without any help is best, though this obviously depends on individual preferences. Although inflatable pillows definitely take up a lot less space, I don’t find them very comfortable and have now given up on them. These really decrease the severity of neck cricks, particularly if, like me, your neck doesn’t understand the concept of keeping your head upright when sleeping upright.

4. Wear loose, comfortable shoes — with heels, if short. Plus a pair of thick socks.

Your feet swell when you sit for a long time without moving. If you wear tight shoes and happen to take your feet out at some point in the flight, be sure that it will be hard to get them back in. I wear a pair of summer wedges that are easy to slip on and off, and have the additional advantage of giving me two inches of extra height to help me reach the overhead compartment. This is much quicker than climbing onto a seat to pop my luggage in, particularly in the initial rush of boarding the plane.

When travelling in winter, I keep my shoes in my carry-on and then change before boarding the plane, so that I won’t have to open the overhead at any point during the flight. Since you can have one carry-on in the overhead and one bag under the seat in front of you, I like to have anything I need during the flight readily accessible in front of me and all other items in the carry-on above.

I also like to have a pair of thick socks on hand; I get quite cold on planes. Some flights provide them and others don’t, but I prefer having my own at any rate.

And yes, I totally rock socks with sandals.

5. Get an airline adapter for your head/earphones if this is important to you.

Apparently, you can get one of these at Shoppers for about $1, which is where my brother got mine. I prefer using my own headphones because they’re more comfortable, they sound better, and I don’t have to waste opening more plastic bags. This also saves money in the long run when taking a flight that charges you to rent their headphones.

Safe flight!

Any Toisan speakers out there?

This is a long shot, but I’d really like to know:

How do you say ‘sesame seed paste’ in Toisan?