The Eagle Has Landed…
… back in Hong Kong. Wow, what a buzz.
Exercise: How to get present to your Suppressed Joy and/or Grief and or Both? Answer: After nine days at Fintry (see pic at left) leave your four kids and wonderful wife at a quaint Canadian airport on a gorgeous sunny Sunday morning, knowing you won’t see them for seven weeks and that two of those kids will probably walk for the first time during that time. Subsequently drive with Dad for five hours through the most beautiful scenery Canada probably has to offer. Drop Dad off at Tsawwassen Ferry, a location that holds deep, significant meaning from previous, life defining era. Scoot off to spouse’s dear grandmother who lost her husband of 50+ years a few short months ago but manages to still be an extraordinary hostess and cook great-son-in-law superb dinner complete with local ale refreshments. Collapse with exhaustion, sleep ten hours, enjoy breakfast with same wonderful gran. Rush off to shop, shop, shop. FAIL to find (argh!) what wonderful wife has on shopping list. See Porsche 944 in mint condition. Have flashback to day Sebastian born. Arrive back at Gran’s to pack. Present huge bouquet of flowers. Gran threatens, don’t ever do this again. Self says out loud, "I will always do this again." Both giggle. Leave for airport. Mind once again focuses on Asia… Hong Kong… work… write 45+ e-mails on plane, sent upon landing via Blackberry. Receive 60+ in return within a few minutes of landing. Think to self, "WOOF… how long can I maintain this pace?"
