Hello, Kittycats!
So, you've been to Hong Kong, Mossy. I lived there for six years during the eighties (when it was still a British colony). I was pregnant with my son when my ex and I moved there. If you back that up a little, I was sent to visit when my daughter was a year old, and we stayed at the Furama Hotel, in a corner suite. This was in November, and I was living in England, so you can imagine how I was seduced by the balmy weather. The company my ex worked for wanted me to see it before they sent the family there. So, my kids spent some formative years there, and with a live-in maid, I was free to explore. Yes, shopping, shopping, and shopping. I knew all the places the tourists never found. I think that's why I find American outlet malls a joke--I shopped at the real ones. I also loved going through the markets and finding treasures. I bought material in Cloth Alley, and then headed up the hill to a seamstress who would make custom clothing for me. I also found a man who made shoes. You can't imagine the luxury of having fashionable shoes that are actually comfortable!! We took junk trips to the islands and found wonderful restaurants.
I lived in Repulse Bay the first four years, walking distance from the beach, but never allowed my kids to swim because I knew how polluted the water was. That was okay, because we had a posh club with a pool, and the kids had swimming lessons there. Once a year in the spring, we'd fly off elsewhere in Asia (usually Thailand). Please tell me that Bangkok is another of your fave cities. I loved that place. We mostly went to Phuket, though. After six years of living in one of the most crowded places on the planet, though, I'd had enough. The ex and I threw darts at maps and picked Colorado Springs. Actually, CS was second, and we went to Spokane, WA first, but that didn't work, so we all jumped on a plane and headed south.
So, Colorado is my choice of places that we are going to. I left reluctantly to come to Florida, and never really meshed with this place. It had to do with a failing business, a faltering marriage, and the fact that my parents lived here. Yada, yada, yada, I met my current husband here and we have our noses pointed in a northwestern direction.
I do fondly remember those ponderosa pines. My nose interpreted the smell as vanilla. I loved sniffing their trunks. I had five acres of those, and even cut one down as a Christmas tree. I used invisible wires and artistic trickery to turn them into fine displays, and then cut branches of blue spruce to get the pine smell in the house.
I'm sorry I ruined hot dogs for you, LB. I do admit that I love the vegetarian ones, and often keep them around. If I do eat the meat ones, I also go for the kosher ones, as they are beef and kosher laws prohibit the use of gross parts.
MW, regarding working with beliefs, I've been experimenting with a pendulum to try to sniff out hidden beliefs--something I picked up while re-reading The Nature of Personal Reality.
BTW, that was Top Chef, not Masterchef that my husband likes. They show it on Bravo or something.
I'll have to stop here for now, as my DH is making pancakes for breakfast, and I can smell them.
Deb ~ FMcT