I recently came back from a few weeks overseas, and the first stop was Hong Kong.
Hong Kong is home to nearly all of my extended family. Having been born and raised in Canada, I didn't really know many of my aunts, uncles, and cousins, and they often remember me as the baby that they saw last.
Although I have only been to Hong Kong a handful of times, I always consider it a familiar place. I grew up hearing tidbits of my parents' lives there, and I feel connected to it through their stories.
I always enjoy my trips back here, and I hope the gap between them continues to decrease.
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