I’ve just returned from two weeks on holidays with my family in Hong Kong and Singapore. The holiday had been planned for a long time, and we went with my parents who live in Australia.
You couldn’t get more different to rural New Zealand, where I live, than these two huge Asian cities. Which is one of the reasons why we decided that they’d be the first real trip overseas for our kids.
Another reason is that I grew up in Hong Kong, spending my formative years there from when I was ten to when I was fourteen. It’s another one of my many home cities around the world. I’m a third culture kid, belonging everywhere and nowhere, fitting into many different cultures but never really belonging to any of them.
Singapore I was less familiar with. We chose to spend nearly a week there first, as a “soft” introduction to Asia. It’s very clean, and very well-managed, and we figured the kids would enjoy Universal Studios and Legoland, just across the border in Malaysia. Which they did 🙂
They were also surprisingly adventurous with the food, and they loved the luxurious pool and buffet breakfasts at our hotel!
My kids learned how to use chopsticks, get on and off underground trains really fast, and how to enjoy pork buns for breakfast. More importantly, they saw and absorbed cultures and ways of living that were completely different from their own, while having a great time on holiday.
Now we’re back, I’m gradually getting through the unpacking and the piles of washing. It’s good to be home, but it was great to travel. I’ll miss the dim sum breakfasts and the busy streets of Asia, but there’s nothing like the fresh air and clean skies of New Zealand!