By now, you would have figured out that Su could not join any part of my 3-week sojourn on the Camino, which was not our plan. Given the choice, Su and I would rather be together for all our travels, which was what brought us together in the first place. When I was still holding…
I did not exactly receive overwhelming response to my last letter, at which point Su suggested that I should upload a few images which might attract more attention. So in between siestas, some pictures appeared on Facebook yesterday, which did attract comments. Alas, maybe I should retire my letters column. But I am a die…
I have been telling friends that we are going on El Camino, or The Way in English. This is one of the ultimate routes any pilgrim worth the name would attempt to take, time, energies and resources allowing. It is in the north of Spain, originating from the French Pyrenees and going from east to…
I had planned to write a letter to commemorate our third wedding anniversary the way I did for our second. Now, almost three weeks after the event, after a heavy lunch on yesterday at a venue to which I probably would not be invited for a long while, and after watching Carmen with Su, I…
Su and I were in Myanmar recently for eight days. We were on a study tour organized by the Alumni Association of HKU’s Centre of Buddhist Studies. For a change, we did not take with us any electronic communications equipment on the trip for we were briefed beforehand that they might not be too useful…
Today I finished the last ski class; and I am happy that I have no bones broken and no apparent injuries. I can even say that I have enjoyed the sessions, in particular the last one. Su has been very supportive throughout. She completed 12 full days of ski classes and must have covered numerous…
We left Whistler for Toronto after my sixth ski class. This side trip was planned before we left Hong Kong and the object was to meet people I haven’t seen for a long time and to introduce them to Su. I have lined up meetings with friends and my younger sister so that there would…
Henry Beard and Roy McKie in their “Skiing: a snowslider’s dictionary” (2002) define skiing as the art of catching cold and going broke while heading nowhere at great personal risk. They could be right. I found this irreverent albeit entertaining and informative pocket dictionary by the bedside shortly before we set off for Canada. It…
I left off in my last letter with the news that I was promoted to Level Two. I was rather pleased with myself. I had no bones broken and no tendons or muscles torn; I can now stop and turn on slopes (very mild ones) at will; I finished the three lessons that Su had…
Su said that I was rather brief in my last letter on the Gala Dinner to which she went with me. A few readers also made similar observations and one even suggested that maybe I had ordered the wrong plate for my main course. In response, I said that I was never known to be…
