I was initially planning three trips for the second half of this year - one was to be to Hoi An, Hué, and perhaps My Son with one of my favourite people in the world which was likely to take place in July, only now her family’s in London with her and inhibiting her use of the computer haha plus it’s so bloody difficult to get to Hoi An (read: SQ doesn’t fly anywhere near there, and we both have free flights on SQ which we want to make use of). So maybe not. Vietnam trip has been vetoed by the powers that be, or maybe I’ll just go on my own later in the year when it’s not so hot.

The second was meant to be the Trans-Mongolian Railway, but now I don’t know how that’s turning out either. I was supposed to go with two or three friends from Beijing to Moscow (then carry onto St Petersburg after) but I haven’t heard from the two who were supposed to be planning this. I shall go write them an email now to find out what’s happening.

Finally, in December I’m due in Hong Kong again for yet another wedding. It’s the second of my twice-yearly trips to Hong Kong (or so the past couple of years seem to dictate), and I’m dreading having to find a dress that I can squeeze into again. I already did that last year and that was painful enough. Well, not painful, I just don’t like dresses. Maybe I can escape this wedding dinner. Just head there for the ceremony and beg out of it. The upside is that I’ll get to see two of my friends who are being stolen away by the evil SAR, so that I’m looking forward to.

And no, there’s really no purpose to this post. I’m just rambling on because I can’t really figure out what the rest of my year is going to look like. As you can infer from the previous post, I’ve started my jobsearch, and I’m really wondering if that’s going to end up being the factor that kills my travel plans. Hopefully I can find something that will work out nicely and still give me the flexibility of my short holidays, since after all I have my graduations gift from my darling girlfriend which is redeemable in the form of a few (or many, if they’re cheap) holidays, jetting off to explore the world around me, or so they say.

I wonder if this means goodbye to my lazy days spent wandering around empty streets while the rest of the nation toils away in smartly starched shirts and matching trousers.