Home to a Place I’ve Never Been

I keep telling myself that I am going to wait to process my move before I sit down to tell you about it.  Tonight is my third night in Hong Kong and it’s clear now that “processing this move” is going to take a while.

I know that most of you are eager to hear about my new reality and you can be sure that I am excited to tell you about it.  It doesn’t seem right, though, to jump into Victoria Harbour without sliding out of the Tyrolean Alps.  I could wax poetic with the same teary, heavy goodbyes I did for the last 2 weeks with friends and colleagues that I love and will miss or I can cut to the chase.  I’ll cut to the chase:  Tirol became a part of me in the last 2+ years and I am going to miss living there and I am going to miss the people that shared my days with me.  I still have my last few photos I shot there to share with you and some juicy details on the commissions I shot that will linger in Tirol long after I’ve left.  I’m sure that I’ll dip into that pool of gratitude and melancholy now and again when thinking of my time in the Alps but not tonight…

I don’t know who of you have arrived ‘home’ to a place you’ve never been before but I did it (again) a few days ago and the sensation of awe and wonder and uncertainty and hopefulness never gets any less powerful.  The planning and stress that spun my wheels for weeks prior to my departure was worth it when I got Doozer & Walter through export and import Customs with no quarantine and only some drama.  We’re all still shaking off the journey and getting use to the view of Kowloon and Victoria Harbour instead of the Nordkette and it wont be long before I have some pictures to share.