25 Aug. 2010
My dearest, darling Sybithian:
Greetings from Hong Kong, my love! I have missed you intensely this summer. I hope you like this postcard. You know how much I’m thoroughly mesmerized by massive metropolises at night, and HK delivers exceptionally. I went to the dim sum restaurant you recommended in Kowloon. Every item of food was so scrumptious. I even tried to use chopsticks, but failed miserably, much to the subdued humour of the locals who quietly observed the inquisitive American trying to blend in. I think they appreciated my efforts. I laughed at myself as well because you’ve seen how clumsy I am without a fork or spoon at a dinner table before. Alas, the only true regret I have is that you were not with me to witness and take pleasure in my bumbling folly.
I was left to imagine your gorgeous face and gentle chuckling as one of my dumplings slid right off my plate like a somersault! I do love Hong Kong. Truly. I can walk around the streets and no one seems to take notice of me. I don’t feel like I stand out among the people here.
It’s a cityscape photographer’s fantasy, as you once said so brilliantly. I’m only here for a week, but I wish it was longer. I would love to walk along Tsim Sha Tsui Promenade at night, holding you very tightly against me while watching the laser light show on the skyscrapers while the ferries and junk boats traverse Victoria Harbour. I miss you so much, and can’t wait to see you in September. I love you with all my heart and soul.