I don’t mean D & G which would have meant the Italian luxury fashion house founded in 1985 in Milan. I mean democracy and governance, a weighty and serious subject but unfortunately often taken to mean and being interpreted as politics. Indeed, politics has become so ubiquitous and one simply can’t get away from it….
I recall it was in May 2019 when she texted me a message to ask Su and I to mark our diary for her wedding on 12 December 2020, more than 18 months away. She told us she had found her Mr. Right. This is one of the HKU mentees I have met over the…
In the past week, we can’t go anywhere without listening to progress or the lack of it, on the 2020 US Election. It is open knowledge that both parties had begun to develop strategies for the Election as soon as Trump took his Presidential Oath in January 2017 if not earlier. In the four years…
My last letter was uploaded on 5 April 2015. This one sentence should speak volumes, but it hasn’t, except perhaps to me and me alone. Here I am, in Metropolitan Hotel in Downtown Vancouver, having met four groups of friends in two days and having been booked for a bus trip tomorrow for Whistler, I…
My last letter was uploaded on 5 April 2015. This one sentence should speak volumes, but it hasn’t, except perhaps to me and me alone. Here I am, in Metropolitan Hotel in Downtown Vancouver, having met four groups of friends in two days and having been booked for a bus trip tomorrow for Whistler, I…
The sign outside Lai Chi Kok Park registered 30.2 degrees Celsius, bombax blossoms fell all over the pavement outside Ricci Hall, azaleas were in full blossoms, the sky was blue, and it was sunny and warm everywhere. It looks like summer has arrived. What fitting weather for Easter! We left Whistler when it was beginning…
The long awaited dump of snow finally arrived Whistler yesterday; but the signs were not visible or evident in the valley where it rained most of the time, sometimes rather hard. Su and I never really had a lot of experience with skiing in powder or fresh snow; and indeed my skis were not built…
I left off some five weeks ago when Whistler had a day of heavy rain and snow so much so that most chair lifts were closed. We returned to our homey Hong Kong for Chinese New Year, to catch up on lost sleep and lost news, to eat and drink and be with indulgent friends,…
I have noticed that internet traffic tends to be much lower on weekends: there are generally fewer emails and uploads such that weekend uploads have fewer viewers if at all, which might explain that my last letters had attracted very few readers, but that’s neither here nor there. In an age where people rely heavily…
I began my skiing career in February 2012 when I wrote four Letters from Whistler. I went back to these letters before I started writing this one, and I can’t help telling you that I was somewhat amused by what I had written then and am glad that I had done so. We had paid…
