...I'm a New Yorker again. Technically. Since landing in JFK last week, I've spent the holiday laying on my in-laws couch, shopping like crazy and eating my face off. So really it's not like I'm back to normal life, more like I'm on vacation. I keep having to remind myself that I'm not hopping on a 16-hour flight back to HK in a few days.
One stark reminder we're not inKansas Hong Kong anymore...the weather. The high in HK today was 68 degrees. I'd be walking my dog in jeans, a t-shirt and flip-flops. Maybe with a light scarf tied loosely around my neck (for decorative purposes only) and some sunnies on.
Here's how I looked when I just walked him in NYC's 33 degree weather:
Note the "Do I *really* have to go out in this crap?" look on his face. Yeah, and 33 is MILD for December. Oy freakin' vey.
One stark reminder we're not in
Here's how I looked when I just walked him in NYC's 33 degree weather:
Note the "Do I *really* have to go out in this crap?" look on his face. Yeah, and 33 is MILD for December. Oy freakin' vey.
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