What a wonderful world!!

Finally I am back!! I miss HK! I miss my family!! I miss you all!!

Many friends asked me if it's fun? Well of course! But deep down in my heart, my answer is not that simple.

In fact, it's quite tiring. Packing luggages nearly every morning, very early in the morning. Then heading to another destination. If its after 12pm, then I could have a shower and touched-up before sight-seeing around. If not that lucky, I would have to go out and walk around without shower. "Yuck"

Every nite after dinner, it's almost 11pm. After shower, tidy-up luggages, it's almost 1am when going to bed. So tired everyday for walking over 6 hours nearly everyday. I think I have burned enough of energy so that's why I didn't get fat after daily gelato and so many fine wine and fine dining. You wont believe that " I ran over 14 platforms with 35kg luggages with me within 5 minutes for rushed to the train". Unbelievable. After that, I think I can do whatever I wish.

But what I learned or experienced during the entire whole jounery, is how to let go. Like how to let go of those pretty things, how to let go of the lost cell phone, how to make myself happy under difficult situation and how to rely on my oneself. After all these, I realized that my life is mine. No one can make it worse other than myself.

The spot light (for me) of the jounery is Dahau, Vantican and Charlotte. (Mostly in Germany, not Italy anymore!! hehe)

Dahau, the first concentration camp during World War II. I have seen many films about Nazi like The beautiful Life or Shcdliner's list..... The first time standing on the site, you will never forget. It's shocking!!! I cried non-stop for 20 mins in the church there. How can a human being be treated like this?

Vantican, my most favourite place in Italy. Always so luxury, so glamorous. May be I am not Catholic, I would never have the worship emotion. I only prayed for my God. I felt very peace there. So safe. Spent 2 days there still not enough for me. But well, let go.....

Charlotte. You know who she is? If she is a boy, you would think that I fell in love with him. She is the daughter of my Japanese friend who living in Munich. After 7 years we've known each other, we get together again. Last time we met was in Japan 3 years ago. Couldn't believe that she already has her family and a lovely daughter. I really fell in love with her. Don't' know when I will have my angel.....

My pics in Europe