The practical process of departure, with its gradual completion of a seemingly endless to-do-list of goodbye dinners, membership cancellations and final bill settlements creates a useful distraction from too much introspection and reflection about what is being left behind.

Because leaving Hong Kong, or anywhere you have called home for a significant amount of time is not easy. You become bound to a place, you develop a myriad of threads that connect you, and the process of cutting those threads, of creating instability, feels unnatural and counter intuitive. 
But I’m going to make a conscious effort to not let the practicalities of departure overtake my enjoyment of Hong Kong in these final days. Because if I don’t make time to look up from my to-do-list and back on my time in this incredible place, then I know I will regret it.