No Place Zone

Andreas just left a couple hours ago for a week in China. He's happy to go (I think) because it's his first business trip in 6 months...and...it's China. In Singapore he really got used to traveling somewhere about once a month. And often it was somewhere in Asia that he hadn't been yet - where he got to meet new people and check out a new city/culture. Before he left he told me he was really looking forward to eating Chinese food for a week.

We were both reminiscing on Singapore in the last day or two. I keep having these really strange moments. I'll be doing something completely normal - walking down the street, working out at the gym, eating at a restaurant with work friends - and suddenly I'll feel incredibly out of place. That's not even the way to describe it best. I'll have a brief feeling like: "what am i doing here? How did I get here?" Then I'll spend a minute thinking about what I would have been doing during that moment in Singapore. It's very strange. Almost a bit like multi-tasking too much. You have 20 websites open and you're flipping between them (ok, actively using maybe 5 of them, the other 15 are just open for later), and then suddenly you lose your train of thought and you have to peek at them to remember what you were in the middle of doing. If you can imagine that - but happening when you're walking down the street. You shake your head and think to yourself, "wait...how did this happen?"

Andreas asked yesterday (or was it today?) "do you want to move back to Singapore?" And honestly, I don't think I do. Which is not to say that I wouldn't want to go somewhere else in Asia - I'd love to move to India for a couple years - but I think in the long run I wouldn't be happy in Singapore.

Anyway, this is just a Saturday evening blog where you have a lot running through your head, (I need to take notes when I have good blog ideas...I have them all the time and then forget during the moment of truth), and can't express everything as I'd like to.

Two photos from our living room window again. Phone does a terrible job, but here are the really gorgeous trees outside just days before they drop all their leaves...

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This just in...

I'm not sure it's a good thing when I get a call from the husband, newly arrived in China, who declares: "It's nice to be back in Asia! I got here and it felt immediately like China - warm and muggy and dirty air. It's great!" Hmmm...I mean, well, we really liked living in Asia, but I'm not remembering the filthy air in the Chinese cities as fondly as he is, I guess.