First time for everything

I had my first experience flying out of my country in year 2006. Kinda late, i know but i was already stable in terms of income and mentally. You see, my parents especially my late mother had always been very strict, not only me but to my siblings as well. I had no chance of being friends with boys when i was in school (but i had a few puppy love back then, stubborn girl i was!), but she gave in when i entered university. She told me, "it's now the right time for you to find a boyfriend", it was shocking, indeed.

When i started working, i met my boyfriend (now husband of 10 years!) and during our 4th year in the relationship, he was transferred for few months outside Malaysia, Hong Kong to be exact. It was a dreadful news to me, being a clingy girlfriend despite us having a LDR throughout our 7 years dating. Told my mom that i want to visit him and surprisingly she said ok! Without wasting any more time, started searching for the right flight and date, and Hong Kong, here i come!

He was already there a month before i came, so he knew some of the places that he thought that would be nice to take me. Disneyland was one of it! We went to the Peak by tram, went for a ferry ride and mostly shopping. Since he had to work on some of the days i was there, the public transports were so easy to use and the weather was cold, so i went around Hong Kong all by myself.

Hong Kong is a great city. Even though i don't understand a word but i enjoyed every bit and taste of it. And i had my second chance of flying to Hong Kong in the same year, and that second time he took me to Ocean Park.

I hope we both can visit Hong Kong again some day!

(Sorry i have to crystallized my face, you just don't know who will be stalking!)













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