1) How do I get to pack so lightly on my trips back to the US? Because I use said trips as an excuse to go load up at the Gap for clothes in my size. People in the US may find it hard to believe, but clothes in the US are incredibly cheap for the most part, if you buy new. (Overseas, if you want, you can stop at street stalls and dig through bin after bin of usually used clothes, though rarely to they have anything in larger sizes.)
Well, the Gap finally reopened here in HK, in a prime downtown location. (Rumor had Gap having a small shop here that closed nearly a decade ago). They have some jeans, a few men's shirts, but not a ton like in the US, but at least I can get stuff with a 36 waist now. Still, they are more expensive than the US, but not as bad as the mainland store, where a pair of regular jeans goes for about $100 US: Yes, Gap is a luxury brand there, it seems.
It does continue the trend of some US stores expanding their footprint here; for years, Starbucks (which is operated by a conglomerate here under a franchise agreement) is ever-growing here. (It always is fun hearing the baristas yell out an order for a "laaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh-tay!"). Burger King is growing. And more random US products are showing up in stores. I can now get Anchor Steam beer at a gweilo store.
Clothes, though still vex. An ex-coworker just took a job with us; he is moving from Abu Dhabi, where he worked. There are lots of US stores there - department stores, Banana Republics, Gaps - but good luck finding clothes in US sizes there. The universal complaint of us Westerners: Shoes. It is hard to find any shoe overseas in a size over a US 10.
Oh, but the friend is looking forward to living in a place where you can buy pork openly. You can buy it in Abu Dhabi, he says, but in two shops, and it is like porn in the US: available, but kept out of sight, in a hush-hush sort of way.
2) Construction continues behind my house. They are now knocking down the residential building behind me. This cannot be good.
3) In Hong Kong, you can tell the quality of store by the quality of Christmas music: the better malls have free-form jazz christmas tunes, or old-school swing versions, while cheaper stores have the god-awful kids-singing-Frosty-The-Snowman songs playing. It got so bad with the latter at work - where they have two songs playing over and over all day in the hallways - that a coworker burned a CD to give to building management to mix it up with, which they did for a day to appease him.
4) After six years here, I still do not excited about a trip until the morning of. As I type this, I am three hours from a flight to Hawaii, and it only is hitting me now: I am meeting family in Maui, and not cold Wisconsin, for Christmas. Woot!
5) Three weeks after running a 10k in Cambodia, my knee is finally settling down. I realize now two things: a) I need to drop 20 pounds for the good of the knee and b) I will never run again on a regular basis. I will miss it tons, as I loved the dozen or so years I did run, but I'll still do the occasional 5 or 10k. Looking forward to the 10k in Cambodia again next year!